Cam'ron Can't Help You Lyrics

Can't Help You lyrics

ft. Vado

Let me apologize in advance
I’m sorry for this shit I’ll be talking
I just can’t seem to make it wrong now
So I leave that to the professionals
I’ve been trying to chill
But can’t tell me to stop this shit
Gangster, gangster
You know, what can I do

Sounds like you warming back up nigger
You ain’t V12
You know what time it is baby
Let’s go

Yo’ll was hopping I’d fall but I’m still rolling the ball
Fire me up in Harlem baby yeah I don’t need hole in the wall
Maybe shooting dice that and sniffing coke
Couple of cats dealing cards cracking still bitches smoke
Niggers playing chess place aside that shit I don’t gamble
Only on me I bet
I’m still gambling credit scams Africans and the B&H’s backing nigger’s
hostelling
Why no staggering officer is and always with his badge still badgering
blocks still battling
Feds ain’t fear caught tiny bump trafficking got him on his feet the they
put him on his back again
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And imagine it I’m fortunate about dope passionate so I move immaculate
cause I like extravagance
Chandeliers caviar call me arrogant moving like Pinot noir you know I’m not
having it

My flow dirty my feet clean
My dope dirty my brick clean
She’s so dirty but this bitch means
She call me prime time Vanessa sixteen
Soon as I touch down wife’s start dancing
Kill to me more sports I’m Dion Sanders
Must be the money while I’m fronting and pose for the cameras
Pretty women doing blow see me with the hammer
Blame me talk shit I move corporate
Flee show me the way that’s why I’m calling you Morpheus
White bottles at your wake leave the sauciness
Panoramic roof Panamera be the Porsche in it
Get your chrome hit the road around six a clock
In the morning still the only way to pick the drop
Put the nozzle on his toe when I make a shot
Birds got him itching everywhere call it chicken pops.

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