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Weekend Love

アーティスト:Cam'ron 

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Verse 1: Uh, Killa Harlem World, '89, black Jordans they were mine Hund'-eighth, Toy Dork is the only one ever pay me mine Baby my lady fine (fine) you ever date a dime (dime) Before your favorite rhymes, had gator lime Major crime made me grind, copped fancy heat You know, hater time, cat food, fancy feast Dated Nancy niece, she like candy treats Goddamn she sweet, we did the Lancy Street We hopped the D-train, you don't understand us freezed No hassle heifer, did we battle, never We went Easter shoppin', coppin' them tassled leathers From Gimbals we gained, make it simple and plain I wanna nibble on ya ear, rekindle the flame I'm God's child, but yeah I got devilish game Once you meddle with Cam, ma'am, its never the same So you through with the peekin', you pursuin' and seekin' You know the season, Killa What you doin' this weekend, huh, Killa Chorus: (Weekend Love) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be (And I don't have time on the weekend) You could be my, you could be my (Weekend Love) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be (Then maybe we can try to work it out) Verse 2: Uh, Killa Some say that I'm belligerent, others say that I'm ignorant I don't just experiment, intimate not my sentiment Everyday at the tenement, yayo like I invented it Scrambled just like eggs, like eggs they're Benedict They don't ever remember shit, all they want is their membership


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