Never Ever

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Cam’ron

Never Ever

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Yo I, Drive on the Parkway, Park in the drive way I had a hard day, I'm on my parkay I said I thought a brother nothing like Park Aye No I'm not Rico, but I'm definitely suave Aye, so parlay, I'll let the pigeons know I fuck em top speed, knock kneed pigeon toed I leave em bow legged, tell her relax dear Louis bucket, Louis luggage, I'm leaving don't ask where I had the 2011 thing last year Psychologist, gynecologist, here's a pap smear Is that clear, I'm feeling bad as ever Honey LV purse, eww patent leather I'll have her like hmmm..., she make me say mahhhh... I'll have her like ooohhhh...Then I make her say ahhh... Never mind the phonies, you looking kinda lonely I want to be Ginuwine, can I grind that pony [Hook] Ya'll never ever ever ever could live my life (life girl, live my life, life) Ya'll never ever ever ever could live my life (life girl, live my life, life) [Verse 2:] Yo I, play with a rough stay, I sold enough ye' I'll never stop eating though, this game is like a buffet I must say, I get the dust moved Cock blocks, chopped rocs, yeah call it Krush Groove You wouldn't do diddly digga, my delivery Is better than a mail man, you never seen misery Seriously, on the other hand visibly You might know my neighbor Walt (Walt who?) Disney (Disney) Yeah Disney, coke cakes, pot pies No chicken in it cuco pollo be on fa-fire Old ladies gossip, they get up early doggie You see what happen to daddies boy Yeah you was trying to kick it, you got your moms evicted Now everybody looking at you (now that's a God damn shame) They made at you, cuz you went and took the drama route Llama out, and you had the work up in your mama's house [Hook] [Verse 3:] Yo I, I hit the dealer, then the dealer hit the stoopThen I hit the dealer, leave the dealer with a coupePick up mami, she said "you wanna hear the truth"This car is hot Cam, but where's the roofI said ma, it's no top, I do thisShe said "oh you like Eazy-E, roofless" I said true this, phone rings, who this Smooth rick, tooth chip, a nigga need a few bricks Drop shorty off, so I can show em some He cop four, so you know I had to throw her one Cuz my teammate green off the payroll We turned yayo, to fettuccini alfredo [Hook]

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Credits

Writers
  • Cam’ron
Producers
  • Skitzo
Engineer
  • Skitzo
Mixing Engineer
  • Eric “Ibo” Butler
  • Mike Nyto
  • Rekbeats
Mastering Engineer
  • The Phantom (Engineer)