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Movin' Weight Lyrics - S.d.e. - Cam'ron

Why I feel like I'm losin' weight 

Why I ain't got no money, less I'm movin' weight 

Why my life depend on what I'm ma do today 

Why I can't move away 

 

It's just you and me, without the scrutiny 

Bitches screwin' me, two and three truancies 

Four shots, one toolie G, one uliogy 

My mother and girl is smothered in pearls 

Before a nigga under the world 

 

When I was eleven got the truly dict 

My uncle pulled me to the side 

And he schooled me quick, told me son gooey, shit 

You can't get paid in a earth this big, you worthless kid 

 

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Niggaz don't deserve to live, go and get a motherfucker 

If he murder kids, bottle up carbohydrates and preservatives 

He got hit up that same night 

Ever since my dough, my flow, and my hoe game been tight 

 

Puns of pearls, yo tounge will twirl, listen here 

Booger bear, I'll have you up in hooker gear, I swear, I was doin' 

Lex persuin', niggas wired like Western Union 

Short like next to Ewing, head for truant, his set was ruined 

Phony checks was fluent, listen hear me out 

 

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops 

Where the sun don't rise, but the rain don't stop 

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop 

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop 

 

Every month you change yo locks, change yo spots 

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops 

Rearrange yo rocks, you got a gang of friends, money 

You got Ben's arrangin' money, yeah Ben's arrangin' money 

 

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But if I get knocked, I ain't got no bail 

But I come on the weekend, from Pablo's jail 

See I came a long way that's livin' the wrong way 

That's sniffin' the po-na, that's sippin' the cog-na, hey 

 

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day 

Where they play ball, drink and get buzzed 

Reminiscin' on what a good kid he was 

I don't know what happened, all he did is what he loved 

 

That's when you opposin' me, killa get the rosary 

Fuck this rap shit, I'll die for mine, motherfucker 

 

Why I feel like I'm losin' weight 

Why I ain't got no money, If I'm movin' weight 

Why my life depend on what I'mma do today 

Why I can't move away 

 

It's just you and me, without the scrutiny 

Bitches screwin' me, two and three truancies 

Four shots, one toolie G, one uliogy 

Make sure my mother and girl is smothered in pearls 

Before a nigga under the world 

 

I'm around y'all, it's goin' down y'all 

Murder rap, clown niggas back down y'all 

Straight like that, y'all niggas fuck around yo 

Bandana P, blow thirds, the four take you on all fours 

 

Thug shit, I keep a beamed out fifth 

Is you fiend out bitch, catch a gleamed bullet 

I live the street life ya heard, guns money and birds 

Get dead armed and dead on ya jewels and pearls 

 

Where I was placed, put between the wrong style thun 

Capital P, you know what's the outcome 

'Bout some, but never put out the stout guns 

Don't let ya mouth get you in some shit ya legs run from 

 

For all the killa's and the hundred dollar hoes 

Who real check me out though 

The most ill, more drama than Denzel 

More liver than the park fights at Sunny Carson 

 

Me and Killa Cam, live at the carbon 

it's crazy, niggas throwin' they shit 

And niggaz flashin' crazy 

 

Why I feel like I'm losin' weight 

Why I ain't got no money, if I'm movin' weight 

Why my life depend on what I'mma do today 

Why I can't move away 

 

It's just you and me, without the scrutiny 

Bitches screwin' me, two and three truancies 

Four shots, one toolie G, one uliogy 

My sure mother and girl is smothered in pearls 

Before a nigga under the world 

 

Why I feel like I'm losin' weight 

Why I ain't got no money, less I'm movin' weight 

Why my life depend on what I'mma do today 

Why I can't move away 

 

It's just you and me, without the scrutiny 

Bitches screwin' me, two and three truancies 

Four shots, one toolie G, one uliogy 

Make sure my mother and girl is smothered in pearls 

Before a nigga under the world 

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