I`m Nice Lyrics

I`m Nice lyrics

[Cam'ron]
Yo turn me up some b!
I'm about to lace ya'll
Check it
out
I'm not a muthafuckin' joke b!
Whoever think I'm not nice
This is
for ya'll punk muthafuckas!
Yo yo yo yo yo yo!
See the drug game was
always the man's sport
That's what Cam thought so everyday I had a hundred
grams bought
In the transport jumpin inside the Jansport
An unruly
game
We ain't care who we blame
Shit was all the same until Juli came
with a moody aim
You know the mayor nigga
A fight crimer jerk
Acting
like a kind host but gettin time for a roach
A little indo
That's when
yo, I said I'm messin with these bimbos
It's easier to pimp hoes, nowadays
they simp hoe
It don't take much to make her
Just take her to a place
where It's nice
Show her the ice and might give her a fake fur
Cause
girls I control them classy
Old and sassy
Old and nasty
I ain't gonna
front that nigga Gold he gassed me
But now I'm flowin fastly, rollin
jazzy
Just a while ago I was rollin badly
We was on the low wit
Aggie
But now what have we
A rolls and lavish lifestyles
My girl yo
she slices pies
A benz is what my wife drives
You know Qeet'
nigga
Executive thug
But she respects me and loves
Don't let your head
meet her slug
Until she sprayed out and layed out
Ineffections of
blood
A little thick chick that will hit quick
Do anything for the dick
dick
You know what else that puzzles me?
I find this shit a riddle
How
come when you got a lot?
People say you got a little
Like they say you act
a little funny
Cause you got a litte money
And you did a little song
and
Made a little money
Oh, you know my favorite
Oh, you think you a
little star
Cause you got a little fans and you drive a little car
I
prove they all are liars
Saying that they got a fire
Hang em up on a
barber wire
Yo, you think you got attire
To the point like
Stoudamire
Yeah I'm a harsh nigga
That drink hard liquor
A six benz
car getter
You know Digga
He ain't rich
He's a star figure
Platinum
deep
Hangs with Jews
Chills up at their barmitzfah's
He loves the
hooligans
Now we eat at houlihans's
Seen Ed Lover and Doctor Dre
We
told them niggas Who the Man
Pulled the toast out on these niggas one
time
And even Cuda ran
You know that I'm a skitzo
Who listens to
calypso
But I'm quick though
And old school like Hungry Hungry
Hippo
Ask my Queens niggas where I get dough bimbo
Now I beat up
clicks
Eat up chicks
Ask my man how I beat up shit
And when I'm out of
work
I got to re-up quick
Everybody sells pies
Drink from Cris' to St.
Ides
Every hit my bank rise
And no bitch I ain't high!
I've been
hotter
Since I was in pampers hittin pinatas
You win nada
Come on I
got put on by Mase and Big Poppa
So I'm glad you sat down
I ain't want
uncle Un to pull the gats down
You scrap hounds
I heard you niggas back
down
But me I never back down
My mother, she can sign that
I know
you're thinkin' that It's bout that time
To say nigga I wanna rewind
that
So go ahead and rewind it faggot