Purple Haze Lyrics - Diplomatic Immunity - Diplomats

(Cam'Ron) 

Tito, crack that dutch 

Roll that purple up 

Niggaz slacking in their macking 

Simpin' in their pimpin' 

Glad I got you baby 

You the only one I can count on man 

You may crutch man, yo 

(Verse 1) 

We leaves spots milt, you get your top tilt 

Mop filled, my block leaves cops killed, duck shots still 

You not built, you had zirconia's, those was zirconia's 

I kept it spot built, I can ensemble linen 

Grinin' on rock, silk, I'm hitting bitches like switches 

I'm a top Wilt, that's Chamberlain, mama became a friend 

Said she had the lamest men, wanted to learn the game I win 

I had to game her then, you rearrange your friends 

Then you change that Benz, we need a Range with Rims 

She bought a gravy Rover, it had a pastry odor 

Yes she made the quota, cause I'm like Ray Liotta 

Fiends in a caskets, leaning them bastards 

But the meanest of fabrics, when I'm with Athena Onassis 

Or Ms. Trina, the queen of the asses 

Causes when it come to purple, I've seen it in masses 

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(Cam - talking) 

Whoo! Tino, you almost finished? (This ain't purple neither Tito) 

This blunt almost out right here (I don't know what this is) 

I love you man (I'm not smoking this) 

Only thing I count on is you (Tito I want him, I don't want him) 

Tito just got the blunt, (Don't fuck with nothing else but you) 

I'm reloaded now, (God damn) 

(Tito roll me up another blunt, something ain't right with this) 

(Verse 2) 

And I'm a naissance child, gaming her stupid now 

Plus, I'm stupid foul, pulled a coup to trial 

I come through Canal, and let the luger style 

In the DA mouth shit, here's a root canal 

Right on center street, put 'em on front street 

Next day the front page, who gonna front on me 

Girls deranked and chumped, call 'em skank and cunt 

Take a trip with the Dip bitch, to the bank to stunt 

Serena Williams, downtown vacant and Trump 

Who wanna bang her rump, chump, yes I bring the pump 

That's why I'm kinda hyped, because my money's good 

Which means my mind is right, so I got time to write 

How I grind at night, Next tab, china white 

Army hat, army jacket, yesir my line is right 

Diminish his army, we finished the Don P 

Now let's get purple like Grimace and Barney 

Holla 

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(Cam - talking) 

I gotta come in now, I don't know what Tito's rolling up 

I gotta roll it up my self (I don't know what's in them Dutch Masters) 

If you don't crush your own weed up 

And put it in the blunt yourself 

Your own brother'll hand you some dust 

That's what time it is 

I gotta come in 

Give me two minutes y'all, I'll be back with y'all in a minute 

I gotta roll up