Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Judge, artist - Cam Meekins. Album song Lamp City, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.05.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Artist Partner Group
Song language: English
Judge |
Chorus, Verse, Verse, Hook |
Body, Judge, Cover, Book |
Can’t, Hook, Little, Struggle |
Judge, Brotha, Judge, Brotha |
Ayo |
I know I don’t slow it down a lot no more |
And ya I know you gonna hate me when you hear this song |
Don’t be embarrassed baby girl |
You got something that should be cherished |
I just pulled up to the Hilton |
Come and spend a night in Paris ugh |
You got me stuck on you like |
Come and kick it with the crew |
The door and mind is open when you step up in the room |
I wanna track meet her but she’s giving me the run around |
She on some I am legend shit, she the only one around |
She got a smile like Mona Lisa Lisa won’t you come and meet me please so we can |
get a piece a pizza |
Body of an athlete, she movin' like a rap beat |
I’m feelin' in sync wit her and I ain’t talkin' backstreet |
Super focused got my eyes straight |
Stuck to her |
She looked super embarrassed when I tried to say Whassup to her |
Superman I ain’t but I can be the realist |
She appeal to me and all these others hide behind concealer |
She wanna keep me for herself I say that’s dope with me |
We on a rush a dopamine reading eachothers poetry |
And so it seems we getting high by where the ocean be |
There’s millions in my life but tonight it’s just you and me |
I said tonight it’s just you and me |
I ain’t a cop but put ya hands right where I can see |
I got a secret Yo I’m here with u in spirit |
I’mma sing some random hook girl ain’t nobody gonna hear this |
Ain’t |
I’mma treat the chorus like the verse and the verse like the hook |
Cuz everybody know to judge the cover by the book |
I can’t write a hook without a little bita struggle |
Don’t judge me my brotha |
Chorus, Verse, Verse, Hook |
Body, Judge, Cover, Book |
Can’t, Hook, Little, Struggle |
Judge, Brotha, Judge, Brotha |
I used to sleep on your couch and you used to make my coffee |
With all that caffeine, I must’ve broke her heart B |
With all of that said we used to be rhythm and was texting |
She was mad cuz I didn’t have protection |
So I never got to hit it cause I moved to California |
I love the way you look I’m interested in seeing more of ya |
She from the town over so she far enough removed from me |
Theres miles in between us but tonight it’s just you and me |
I said tonight it’s just you and me |
Appreciate all of the things you used to do for me |
I know you think I’m just as selfish as I used to be |
I look up in the mirror all I’m seeing is the fool in me |
Damn |
(Oh, don’t judge me no more) |
Yeah |
This shits for you, Jackie |
Lamp city records, yo |