Luyện nghe bài hát Popular Demand

Mami you miss me don't
Haters wish could hit me don't you?
Heh, you should call me
I understand I'm by popular demand
new C-L fly
Outside of Popeye's eating and fries
Yeah come at ya uncle
I understand I'm back by popular

You are now listening to The Phenomenal
Used to bag in V.A. at the Econo Lo'
Now I'm laying out at the Delano
But get it twisted the Uzi's in the lining though
Hollow tip dum-dums eat like piranhas though
Such a scary thing to hear the sing Geronimo
Pull up in the C-L the shit's
Hoes lining up on the curb they fall like
Used to have this white bitch she looked like though
Heard that she fucking LeBron, but shit I don't
Like that Bron-Bron? I had long time ago
Butt-naked on the balcony at the
I mean the Delano I mean Pharrell'll
The shop bitch from D.C. hey P let 'em know! (Yeah that bitch was hot)
Yeah yeah but it was to go
Them hoes in eenie, meanie, miny-moe! Yugch!

Mami you miss me don't
Haters wish you could hit me don't
Heh, You call me uncle
I understand I'm back by demand
new C-L fly
Outside of Popeye's eating chicken and
come holla at ya uncle
I understand I'm back by demand

Why wouldn't I be? at shorty
Damn! good down to the cuticles
I'm Cam! What's your Beautiful
man! I could get used to you
Or the ram! if you what I used to do
But call me yeah Uncle Cam
I tax 'em. (Like who?) Uncle Sam
From the jungle fam where niggas gram
below you tumble get merked on the humble
And the gat on the on the hip
And I keep a Pharrell with the
Drive a hard bargain (bargain), I'm Harlem's Gagarin
Car foreign, the other man stood-stood
I ya moms well, tell ya mother Hi.
I'm the other guy that got ya mother
Coke a caterpillar I make butter-fly (Mami you miss me don't you?)

Haters wish you hit me don't you?
Heh, You call me uncle
I I'm back by popular demand
new C-L fly
Outside of Popeye's eating chicken and
Yeah come holla at ya
I understand I'm by popular demand

Goddamn the boy's
For pushing a of snow caps to avoiding the Kojak
The of the coke rap
I'm dancing with the stars on blow doing the toe-tap
The dope like I had it on Lo-Jack
It made its way like a road map I fathered this
If I mislead any kid fatherless
That burden's on my as long I exist
Generation lost saying they can't reach us
The answer is the Lord Saturday Night Fever
I kept in the it made me a light sleeper
watching for the Feds or avoiding the Grim Reaper.
Way deeper rap money and hoes, it's deeper than that
Fight the temptation but it keep coming
Money stacked to the ceiling as quick as it dispense
Who knew them commas meant you could lose your sense?
Before it's too late all I can tell 'em is repent unh! (Mami you miss me you?)

Haters wish you could hit me don't
Heh, You should me uncle
I understand I'm by popular demand
new C-L fly
Outside of eating chicken and fries
Yeah come at ya uncle
I I'm back by popular demand