Lyrics Sweet Claudine - Camp Lo

Sweet, sweet, sweet Claudine
Don t worry bout it Claudine,
It s gonna be alright
Ballers ball, players play
Claudine how s it been your day
No money to burn on your payday
That s so cold nigga, month of May
Ballers ball, players play
Claudine how s it been your day
No money to burn on your payday
That s so cold in the month of May
Sweet, sweet Claudine, you know you never have to be so mean
I know we promised you lots of cash and fashion
And I m riding bussing that new magazine
I bet he promised you he ll be there, you never see him
I bet he promised you a new 73 BM
Promised you a last house sun after sexy seamen
Bet your 6 kids is enough to not believe him
But all balers ball, all players play
I done did that too, but today s your day
We hit the matinate first, then go to my place next
Where I cook up you a dish and we cook up safe sex
Black Barbie doll, I m your African king
We get that doll a house and dipping it all then
Maybe then we could make a little tarzan
But till that close, we swingers, holiday Lawson
Ballers ball, players play
Claudine how s it been your day
No money to burn on your payday
That s so cold nigga, month of May
Ballers ball, players play
Claudine how s it been your day
No money to burn on your payday
That s so cold in the month of May
Claudine, Claudine, lady you re special
You re letting them touch you, and they don t love you
Claudine, Claudine, woman you re precious, and you can t catch this
You let this all reckless

You re slipping through the cracks of life missing the message
I m tryina pull you back before you fade to the essence
Forget about the past or future, live for the present
And you got a family, this is insanity
You can t abandon thee, running so ...
Dying in vanity, but will you ll ever get it
That balers ball and players play, for digits
Today you was wife and tomorrow s he s gone in minutes
Leaving you in the cold with the kids, nothing s different
Big brown eyes and big lost dream
But if you ever need me, I ma be there, Claudine
Ballers ball, players play
Claudine how s it been your day
No money to burn on your payday
That s so cold nigga, month of May
Ballers ball, players play
Claudine how s it been your day
No money to burn on your payday
That s so cold in the month of May
Sweet, sweet, sweet Claudine
Don t worry bout it Claudine,
It s gonna be alright
This is a love testimony, unbroken ceremony
Ill never leave you lonely, Claudine
Cause you the one and only
Put nothing else before me
And we gonna live the life, Claudine
Oh Claudine, oh Claudine
You all what a superstar need,
What I need Hale Berry for?
Or Hollywood for?
You was my perfect Harlem queen, my Claudine
Ballers ball, players play
Claudine how s it been your day
No money to burn on your payday
That s so cold nigga, month of May
Ballers ball, players play
Claudine how s it been your day
No money to burn on your payday
That s so cold in the month of May x 2