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Aminé – Campfire Lyrics

Campfire by Aminé
Released : 2018

[Dolemite:]
You no-business, born-insecure, junkyard m-----------

[Aminé:]
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the shits
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----

Campfire, I’m a hot m-----------
Please, no pictures, I’m a tired m-----------
Spidey senses tingle when it’s fake n-----
Dreads swinging like they did to all them shake, n----, that’s true
West Coast ’til I d-I-e
If you want respect, look me in my e-y-e
I love my whips like a racist and travel lot of places
Free my n----, Hef, f--- the police
Oprah for President, CLBN resident
Dis face when I’m disgraced, that’s the n---- in me
Might catch me at a Whole Foods
And if you see that red Mercedes, then you know who

Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the shits
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----

[Injury Reserve:]
Yeah, yeah, campfire, I’m a scary lil n----
There’s red in my blood like Drew Barrymore, n----
And my fit on ET, yo s--- on EBT
So when you try to flex, I’m like, “What’s yo credit score, n----?”
Yeah, and that’s word to my granny
Since 14, knew the route like Randy
Everything dandy, gray sweats with the pennies
(Nausea, heartburn) Side effects may vary
Yeah, f--- these n-----, where the child lock?
So many hits, I could have my own NOW! comp
Pen a triple album full of all my children
No difference from Kidz Bop, book ’em in the Hilton

[Aminé:]
Got a bad lil mama, and she always with the shits
Put a hundred in my pocket, then a hundred on the rims
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----
Put a red dress on her and some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket and a couple on the tint
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----
That’s my lil b----, that’s, that’s my lil b----