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Camp Lo - Black Connection

LYRICS: Peep the story Sonny Cheeba Geechi Suede check it out Volume 1 of this joint (Geechi Suede) I ski in Switzerland down in Morocco gambling handling BI for my crooks back in the BX sex collect wines Italian designs quicksilver Come paint the canvas if needed but should it be not Cause everything goes according to plan (Sonny Cheeba) Yo killing 'em softly Makin 'em cop plea Blessin the black leaf Stakin with forty thieves Now diggy bruh time to conjugate on my delegates Shikaka all of bo daggin from the tri-borough In they dime lita named sunshine The lower for Lana is diggy now Rocking this pocket flow the mass that Hackensack highway to Holly for this Cashmere Satin pro got the Somali rolls on my mind In France I dance by the moon Sailing from Cancun steaming Vegas lace Limping with some delegates that put me on Capridi scarf around my neck little red Corvette We got some merchandise to heist Up in Canada we rule Right right right (Chorus) Callin up the diamond delegates Black Connection For the Sonny Cheeba and the Suede Black Connection Got the Bronx Brooklyn and the Harlem Black Connection All the triborough got the back of Black Connection She scored me up told me rolls are dying Wired Geechi Suede be right there For this caravan to relieve the bread Harlem brook bx Catch the character that snatched the goods Huggy bear Put me on to the will on and hit the gas I got the wire Ignored it then poured it real slow in Tekida's glass Her radiance radiance smiling diamonds Giorgio splashed The Suede is aroused and caressing caribbean gems The squeezing of dizza is stimulating now on my bend Lent Symphonies left a crystal rock I copped at Tiffanys She sniffed her arm let her hair down and paced the balcony I scraped the well dada have her on the score for years but backed in the hawk Who pulling shiest manuevers on my camp yeah I dont understand what the fuck is up with my man Eat a bowl of hot cock now Sonny Cheeba volume one Catch the mighty bullion cat coming out the door what what Arby's over top mop 'em up juke his monkey ass Chorus My huggy bear connect connect Me cautious I enter a flame scorch you by the door moolah all over the floor time to gather As much as I can trying not to get blam off in a vicious Get message to Cheeba in need of assistance right now Then I get the rumble on the hip I hit her fuzz Gotta split give my peeps who wants sober Suede in town bridge bound See the shiesty eyes filled in double o This is it through the corridor Hit the floor time y'all pack it up What you laughing at Lose cannons blaze my hathaway Shake a leg into the hallway vision Geechi Suede Coolie High cats back to back about to see the gates twist of fate ease up in the room let the guns play Yeah, avoid the penal in jeopardy with no ammo to blow But me and my a-c going out in less than zero (oh no)Now here come the crooks Parading by storm with the Lugers and oar We conquer ground as usual Lo empire can never fall yeah Chorus