Got It For Cheap Lyrics - Crime Pays - Cam'ron

[VERSE 1] 

We hit too many left turns to make it right 

My black fist and the peace sign now say goodnite 

But Ima stay the fight laser light with you're a.m. like 

Here's an order Black be the quarterback take a hike 

Hut one, hut two, hut three 

Your family? calico eighty one to your chest 

Randy moss 

How much the candy cost? 

Then im explainin to folks 

Its terrific but be specific 

The? the coke 

I refrain from the hoax 

Lame, This game is a joke 

But hit the hotline got mine then ranged to the rove 

I move the work from New York to New England 

New Hampshire, New London, New Jersey, New Zealand 

Hop out like who dealin'? who slingin? 

(Rick?) lookin' like who wheelin? Who blingin? 

Then I handle weed and tell em 

? 

they got the work 

if it don't work 

your money back, guaranteed. 

But I guarantee money with your money you'll be? 

Fuck it up? A disaster B casualties actually 

But I move casually 

Not a judge but call me your honorable 

Go head and vomit fool, bar none bombable 

We beef like a farmer do 

My jewelry is a carnival 

Heard my goddamn chain, its like a ferris wheel 

You fuckin with sosa, you won't find a better deal 

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[CHORUS] 

Willy wack, who you wit 

Get your gat, hit a lick 

Flip a pack, flip a brick, man 

Louie hat, louie kicks 

Till we strap in the mix 

Mooey move back doors 

And we got it for cheap! 

Yeah we got it for cheap! 

Yeah we got it for cheap! 

Man we got it for cheap! 

Man we got it for cheap! 

Man we got it for cheap 

We got it for cheap! 

We got it for cheap! 

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[VERSE 2] 

I sold guns and the rock 

Filled the? to the top 

40th nigga 

Smoke a blunt with Barack 

Put your heart in your stomach 

Your lungs in your socks 

Your girl in my bed 

Your son on my block 

Yeah, they stole my style 

But this the judgement 

Welcome to the wild life 

"Damn you got a foul wife" 

I picked her up from karaoke and pilate class 

She like to deepthroat, me I call it lolligag 

Y'all niggas call me fags 

Not a body cast, a body bag 

Fuckers I'll leave his whole body tagged 

Primo give me bricks 

I get poppy cash 

? licks 

he'll let the shotty blast 

At nine years old yall was watchin? troops 

Me the only fifth grader with the? suit 

Twenty years later, bitch is? gucc shoes 

For a months rent, a fly purse, and some new boots 

You out the loop lou 

Me I'm in the crew coupe 

Truck? same color as dove soap 

Niggas needin' favors 

Believe im major 

Straight out the hood 

But you should see my neighbors 

You say a hundred dollars 

He say a piece of paper 

Yeah we all own our cars 

You still leain' hater? 

[CHORUS Repeats 2X]