paroles de chanson 10,000 Miles - Cam'ron

Lookin' up out my Benz
Killa Cam nah nah nah
Killa Cam nah nah nah

I need to say sorry, y'all already knew it
But my pride won't let me do it though
Heard that, it's pride, won't let me do it though
Best girl in the world, I might've blew it
Like the small condom, I'll get through it though
I'll get through it though
Heard that, we can do it though
I cheated, another one in the books for me
She clean, roll weed, and cook for me
Ain't hear from the kids, she would look for me
Now she so mad that she won't even look at me
Damn iPhones and cameras, nights in Atlanta
Tried to bring you gifts, she said, "You ain't Santa"
I'm just showin' manners, she reachin' for the hammer
She ain't got ears, they replaced with antennas
Hard to believe I messed trust up
No good or bad, just tough luck
I looked her in the eyes like, "I fucked up"
Gripped up, my life had to monetize
Made mistakes, I apologize
Dinner, movie, a date, you know, maybe that
Some dudes relate, I want my baby back
I tell you a million times, I'm sorry
Wild life right here, no safari
I'm dressed up, I 'fess up
I messed up bad...