paroles de chanson Campfire - Amine , Injury Reserve
You
no-business,
born-insecure,
junkyard
motherfucker
Got
a
bad
lil
mama,
and
she
always
with
the
shits
Put
a
hundred
in
my
pocket,
then
a
hundred
on
the
rims
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
Put
a
red
dress
on
her
and
some
gas
for
the
trip
Got
a
hundred
in
my
pocket
and
a
couple
on
the
tint
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
Campfire,
I'm
a
hot
motherfucker
Please,
no
pictures,
I'm
a
tired
motherfucker
Spidey
senses
tingle
when
it's
fake
niggas
Dreads
swinging
like
they
did
to
all
them
shake,
nigga,
that's
true
West
Coast
'til
I
d-i-e
If
you
want
respect,
look
me
in
my
e-y-e
I
love
my
whips
like
a
racist
and
travel
lot
of
places
Free
my
nigga,
Hef,
fuck
the
police
Oprah
for
President,
CLBN
resident
Dis
face
when
I'm
disgraced,
that's
the
nigga
in
me
Might
catch
me
at
a
Whole
Foods
And
if
you
see
that
red
Mercedes,
then
you
know
who
Got
a
bad
lil
mama,
and
she
always
with
the
shits
Put
a
hundred
in
my
pocket,
then
a
hundred
on
the
rims
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
Put
a
red
dress
on
her
and
some
gas
for
the
trip
Got
a
hundred
in
my
pocket
and
a
couple
on
the
tint
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
Yeah,
yeah,
campfire,
I'm
a
scary
lil
nigga
There's
red
in
my
blood
like
Drew
Barrymore,
nigga
And
my
fit
on
ET,
yo
shit
on
EBT
So
when
you
try
to
flex,
I'm
like,
"what's
yo
credit
score,
nigga?"
Yeah,
and
that's
word
to
my
granny
Since
14,
knew
the
route
like
Randy
Everything
dandy,
gray
sweats
with
the
pennies
(Nausea,
heartburn)
side
effects
may
vary
Yeah,
fuck
these
niggas,
where
the
child
lock?
So
many
hits,
I
could
have
my
own
now!
comp
Pen
a
triple
album
full
of
all
my
children
No
difference
from
Kidz
Bop,
book
'em
in
the
Hilton
Got
a
bad
lil
mama,
and
she
always
with
the
shits
Put
a
hundred
in
my
pocket,
then
a
hundred
on
the
rims
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
Put
a
red
dress
on
her
and
some
gas
for
the
trip
Got
a
hundred
in
my
pocket
and
a
couple
on
the
tint
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
That's
my
lil
bitch,
that's,
that's
my
lil
bitch
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