Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Coleslaw, artist - Cam'Ron. Date of issue: 10.01.2020
Song language: English
Coleslaw |
| See y’all don’t like it when I’m nice |
| Y’all only like it when I’m ignorant |
| So that’s exactly what you get |
| Lucy, I’m home! |
| Lucy, I’m home! |
| Ugh, talk to 'em… |
| Kanye got on stage, what he do? |
| Played Jay-Z out |
| What he do next? |
| Check into the crazy house? |
| Fuck that you made a living talking greazy |
| Besides that, man, you Yeezy with the Yeezy’s |
| Be yourself, you ain’t gotta go AWOL |
| And fuck that 'Ye, I been this way since yay tall |
| If you regret it then dead but if you said it, you said it |
| You meant what you said, can’t tell me forgive and forget it |
| I’m different, I’m from a different type of hunger nigga |
| Ask OG Juan how I was when I was younger nigga |
| Shout to Fat Mike, Dave and Rock and they brother Mel |
| just some east side niggas, I know they wouldn’t tell |
| But peep the details, it’s me, weed and females |
| Two to be exact, I met 'em doing some retail |
| Chanel bags, both had on the Adidas with the sea shells |
| Asked what they do, boo said «Real estate and weed sales» |
| Coleslaw, ain’t nobody seeing you |
| Coleslaw, no nobody wanna be with you |
| Coleslaw, nah, ain’t nobody eating you |
| They misleading you, yeah mistreating you, nigga |
| Coleslaw, ain’t nobody seeing you |
| Coleslaw, no nobody wanna be with you |
| Coleslaw, nah, ain’t nobody eating you |
| They misleading you, yeah mistreating you, nigga |
| It’s funny, funny niggas like Bill Murray |
| Why? |
| Funny because they still worry |
| Warn 'em, tell 'em throw up a Hail Mary |
| Who you? |
| I raise my shooter, I’m Dell Curry |
| Damn baby! |
| I couldn’t help but stare at your ass |
| But them been in your head though a year and a half |
| Let’s get it right, go to the mall and tear up some tags |
| Then to my car, open my pants, clear up your tab |
| Fake hustlers understand why they mad at me |
| Why? |
| Twenty year run started off with a half of P |
| Then I got a ki of D from the faculty |
| Bouffers that was bouffin' |
| Strong bladders, they never had to pee |
| And that ain’t half of it, kilo’s all in grandma’s cabinet |
| Around the time M.O.P. |
| was yappin' shit |
| You getting money say word, that ain’t accurate |
| No promo, but no homo, I ain’t jacking it, nigga |
| Coleslaw, ain’t nobody seeing you |
| Coleslaw, no nobody wanna be with you |
| Coleslaw, nah, ain’t nobody eating you |
| They misleading you, yeah mistreating you, nigga |
| Coleslaw, ain’t nobody seeing you |
| Coleslaw, no nobody wanna be with you |
| Coleslaw, nah, ain’t nobody eating you |
| They misleading you, yeah mistreating you, nigga |