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Camp Lo - Krystal Karrington

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Uploaded on Nov 25, 2007

Another dope track from the best rap album of all time "Uptown Saturday Night", 1996/1997. I bought the album. In this song Camp Lo deliver "staccato" rap style in perfection.

LYRICS:

(Chorus)
On and on and some try to do this
Yes y'all in to the Camp Lo ah
On and on and some try to do this
Yes y'all in do the Camp Lo ah

(Geechi Suede)
I get Krystal Karrington ice rock
gritty Carlito influenced tea flashers Acapolco homicide scene, Second to catch it First I feel it when I peel it In the hall with my orchestra orchestratin my plans

(Sonny Cheeba)
Gifted Caramela Cinderella hold a fella tight, make the octopussy do tha whop to see for the night She call me by my first name Cheeba set to tame divas in my sinasex get the intersect it's the kid, But she make me wanna holla pass a dollar wit glass Sucky sucky for the nookie meditatin on her ass, Doctor-Feelgood but it feel good when I splash Get me high make me eat the hunky pie Seaworld

We go navigate the underworld blamming out Metropolis
How ya rock to this said the 85 I take my steez Turnin towards Kahlua, knew I shouldn't ran it through And I should play my shadow, any in that ego, We could take it to the Lugers Cheeba make them unfold Took my scammer s'now old, meditate on this one, Check I'm freezin wit the flame I put the blame on tough job Generatin Lo life
Geechi Suede c'est la vie

Shook it off, now start to say one Bogart Hack a caca convince her and bulletproof heart, Its swift ice burglins on clips don't slip, They shift the diamonds we suck on my crew and lucky stips

Chorus

Above the aquablue hovercrafts, teleport my lubricant, Golden axe, who's the drunken monk, uno delegate, Margarita glinch, lyric cannon out my trench, welcome back to Fairy, Sonny Cheeba out garden

Count to ten I freaks my porter bloody peaks in Don't fiend the pimp for his double mint (fuck that) Need this, game genie pourin me a weeny and a buttist Sustain that dain while I free fall Lets do this hoppin sat in not jivin Hijacking trains like everybody gets up
Its like that ho height elephants pink up Down the wino Jones and pardon if I break up

Protecting east giving signals got my henchman a mail ya convincin cashmere, run the cat scans on sequence
Then we Shalamar, assassinate the seminar, Simarotta symphony hit the ball flee the globe, Dynamo dinero, crusade genie casino, Cheeba ride the rhino, royal rubies at Reno, Venezuela electric, twistin trees Tahiti, Forty these a terror this ever belongs to Suede

Crash tell a tubby cos Angelica is tellin a Cash Saratoga Fahrenheit is flat fuck the die End of year for this cashmere Suede shit bro, microwavin your ass and meltin in your mouth like

Chorus

P.S.
Lyrics with big support from THEREALghostlaced

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