FilesTube  Groups  Video  Games  Lyrics  Software  More
Help | You are not logged in Log in | Sign up

Browse by band : 0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z


Lyrics » Letter : C » Artist : Cam'ron » Leave Me Alone, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Lyrics options

Rate it :
1 vote

Views : 3498
Add to favourites

Listen this artist songs

No results were found.
Search for Leave Me Alone, Pt. 2 in on FilesTube

Watch this artist video

No results were found.
Search for Leave Me Alone, Pt. 2 on FilesTube Video

Other lyrics by this artist

See all

Similar lyrics

Text for international users

Leave Me Alone, Pt. 2 by Cam'ronالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Leave Me Alone, Pt. 2 by Cam'ron

     

Translate lyrics into:
English | Polish | Spanish | French | Russian | Italian | German


[Intro]
BITCH! Uh!
Killa! Uh!
Dipset Bitch!
The Union(Uh huh!)
Harlem! Killa!
(Leave me alone.....I just like to live my life)
Part 2!

[Verse 1]
I be like Move........Get out the way
'cause I move bricks, get out the yay
And it's 2 clips, I get out the play (man!)
Fo a few chips, I get out n' spray (Bla-kow!)
It's more then shrimps, it's whores and pimps (pimps)
The difference in our crimes, yours attempts
Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun
I'm Grand Theft Auto, rackets here, Larceny, Conspiracy
Murder one, electric chair I don't deserve the fun
But I get the dough, shit I might splurger one
Now I know alotta styles, some see
But listen, stop it child it's a done dee
I come to ya block, stop and style it's that one vee
Gators straight from +Crocodile Dundee+
No rubber sold, hardwood bastard
Fitted, Legitted, +Hardwood Classic+
Killa! Uh!
(Leave me alone.....I just like to live my life)
Uh, That shit you talk don't move me nadda
The dudes with the Qs be proper
Uzi pop, you news and choppers
It's truly lava, who knew we prosper
The game's a bitch, who we gotta
The shoes, Louie products, Groupie Blah Blah
Santana, Zeek the koofie popper
We the movie shotta!
But it's really rude boys and rosters
When they trendin' all the girls, excuse me shoppa
I wish my homie could watch me
Live happy days like Tony and Chachi
I stay lonely and cocky
(DICE!!!)
Rollin' and rollin' 'em
Cars, the repo are towin' 'em
Acts black, we totally total 'em
Even blood, he totally totaled it
Plus his life, he totally totaled it
But any girl I get I totally open 'em
Brain in they legs, coke and the dope in 'em

[Bridge]
Killa!
Talkin' Tough? (Yo!), Smokin' Dust (Whoa!)
Fuck with us? (No! No! No!)
Get ya head bust
Get ya head bust
Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust
He talkin' fly (Yo!), I wonder why (Whoa!)
Fuck with us? (No! No! No!)
Get ya head bust
Get ya head bust
Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

[Verse 2]
Killa! Yo uh..
(Leave me alone....I just like to live my life)
I spend days on kawasakis
Nights with Lewinskies
But I'm the like the Ice Man, Michael Kiplenski
I style on New York, power my fort
Dips, consorted by the sun, ? York
Doggie, 'cause I push weight, plus I push tapes
God damn I'm starvin' and I just ate
I wouldn't say I'm meano with +Tha Carter+
I'm more like the plant in +Little Shop Of Horrors+
But I don't say Feed Me Seymour
I say Feed me Dame, Feed me Leeyor (Billions!)
Epic, they used to feed me detours (Pfft!)
Roc-A-Fella, they feed me see-4
The way I blow up, the VS Gizz 4
You GS3? I'm GS4
You in a Lexus, I'm gon' stream forward
Up in the sky on the Gulf Stream tour
You want beef? We'll start a Gulf Stream war
Lay ya ass down on God's Green Floor
We playin' Golf in the Gulf Of New Mexico
Tha Cost to be the boss, you gotta respect it, ho
My gas game you gotta respect it tho
I swear to god you think I'm workin' for +Texaco+
And ya section know when any day Techs could blow
Hit 'em from head to toe, When I come deck ya hoe
Killa! Dipset Bitch!

[Bridge]

Writer : GOLDSMITH/GILES
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

These lyrics are not available for printing.

Bookmark us

Great lyrics sites:


Recently watched videos


a questo show 10m 39s ago an hour and a six pack 10m 35s ago aye want it, aye need it,... 11m 48s ago ben secret track 4m 23s ago brown sisters 6m 57s ago cry 3m 24s ago day after the day live to nip 11m 15s ago fino a ieri 3m 28s ago formal invite 7m 26s ago from out of nowhere 8m 23s ago fun for me 8m 54s ago gotta get out 5m 40s ago heiss 6m 13s ago i can hear the thunder roll 11m 34s ago i'd miss your love 8m 59s ago love sorrow 3m 5s ago magdalena 8m 52s ago mi propio cielo 6m 29s ago now the beach sucks 8m 8s ago nude 10m 30s ago shes a lady 6m 24s ago solace 9m 31s ago together but i don't know why 6m 30s ago you got to have freedom 2m 12s ago you lied to me 6m 35s ago