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 m*th*f*ckin’ joke b!
whoever think i’m not nice
this is for ya’ll punk m*th*f*ckas!
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
on the transport kept it inside the jansport
a real hooty game, we ain’t care who we blame
sh*t was all the same until guili’ came with a moody aim
you know the mayor n*gg*, a fight crime approach
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 cl*ssy
old and s*ssy
old and nasty
i ain’t gonna front that n*gg* gold he g*ssed 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
range ro’ and navy life size
my girl yo she slices pies
a benz is what my wife drives
you know qeet’ n*gg*
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 lil’ thick chick that’ll click quick
do anything for the d*ck d*ck
you know what else that puzzles me?
i find this sh*t 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 n*gg*
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 n*gg*s who the man
pulled the toast out on these n*gg*s 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 n*gg*z how i get dough kiko
now i beat up clicks, eat up chicks
ask my man how i beat up sh*t
and when i’m out of work, i got to re-up quick
every six the same pies, drink from cris’ to st. ides
every hit my bank rise, and no b*tch i ain’t high!
i’ve been hotter
since i was in pampers h*ttin 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 bring the gats down
he spat rounds, i heard that n*gg* clap towns
but me i never back down
my mother, she can sign that
i know you’re thinkin’ that it’s bout that time
n*gg* i wanna rewind that
so go ahead and rewind it f*ggot

/ camron lyrics