Cam'ron

Cam'ron - Can't Hurt My Style lyrics

Hook:

Y'all little dudes couldn't hurt my style

And you got birds, it'll make it worth my while

And I mean-mug cuz you don't deserve my smile so

Been into plenty drama

Flame it like Benihana's

Y'all little dudes couldn't hurt my style

And you got birds, it'll make it worth my while

And I mean-mug cuz you don't deserve my smile so

Been into plenty drama

Flame it like Benihana's

Verse 1:

I got the stainless, the stainless know how to work the fire

I'll leave you brainless then famous, more murder murder guys

My chain, my ring, my chain, my watch, it might hurt ya eyes

Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop pop, baby come work them thighs

I know that coke the iaina, ya know, birds or pies

Bad work, a bloodbath, niggaz deserve to die

Look dude, I'm the Dean, don't mean to hurt ya pride

You the wanksta, I'm gangsta, certified

Get with me, physically I'll take you out your misery

My bracelet is Time Square, necklace a Christmas tree

The piece you see across the entire state children

The night version of the Empire State Building

Let's dead the convo, pronto, go condo for condo

Better yet shot for shot, John Doe for John Doe

Y mano y mano, I'm Don Juan Demarco

With the magic wand, beyond, tell 'em get and begone you

Hook:

Y'all little dudes couldn't hurt my style

And you got birds, it'll make it worth my while

And I mean-mug cuz you don't deserve my smile so

Been into plenty drama

Flame it like Benihana's

Y'all little dudes couldn't hurt my style

And you got birds, it'll make it worth my while

And I mean-mug cuz you don't deserve my smile so

Been into plenty drama

Flame it like Benihana's

Verse 2:

We pimps and mobsters, with a different posture

Dipped in Prada, pasta on the shrimp and lobster

A side of oysters, plus the scamp we fried

I don't understand it 5, the way he move he can't be live

We still family ties, get ya family tied

Uh, duct-tape, wrong move, ya family dies

Couple hit the kid, couple shots graze the trunk

Middle finger, pay the punk, know who I was raised amongst

The neck tennis yellow, the wrist tennis blue

I'm at the tennis match, L.V. on the tennis shoes

Soon as the tension fuse, we begin to feud

I'm 80 percent of the reason the tenants move

So tell your employer, better yet, tell your lawyer

You wanna see the boy, a 100 million, Dela Hoya

Dude brought your girl to the crib and said "Enjoy her"

I got it cookin' on the stove, you can smell the Goya

Hook:

Y'all little dudes couldn't hurt my style

And you got birds, it'll make it worth my while

And I mean-mug cuz you don't deserve my smile so

Been into plenty drama

Flame it like Benihana's

Y'all little dudes couldn't hurt my style

And you got birds, it'll make it worth my while

And I mean-mug cuz you don't deserve my smile so

Been into plenty drama

Flame it like Benihana's

Y'all little dudes couldn't hurt my style

And you got birds, it'll make it worth my while

And I mean-mug cuz you don't deserve my smile so

Been into plenty drama

Flame it like Benihana's

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