CAMZINO - Front Row



Still ain't been to one of my shows girl
Still ain't been to one of my shows
Tell me what's so good at home girl?
What's so good at home?
Tell me who do you call when you're home girl?
Tell me, tell me, tell me who do you call?
Tell me who do you call when you're home girl?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me who do you call?

You should be at front row girl
You should be at front row

Shit though, we spinning through the city to my EP tell me what it sounds like babe?
Tryna see some blessings for my peoples this year
T-tell me what that sounds like babe?
Yeah, can you tell me what that sounds like babe?


[verse:]

Can you tell me what that feel like?
Girl i'm in need, I need to know
Doing work, been doing overtime
Still you're never at my shows
Time and time again i think about you
Girl, I even had to tell my bro's
Still i'm writing all these verses bout you
Bout the way i'm feeling on a low
Still ain't been to one of my shows
Tell me what's so good at home girl?
What's so good at home?

And you still ain't been to one of my shows girl
You should be at front row

If you loved me like you say then why'd you let me go?
If you loved me like you say then why'd you let me go?
If you loved me like you say then why'd you let me go?

[verse:]

Still got loving for you moretime
Wrote them songs about you moretime
If you loved me why the hell you leave?
We was just about to get it right
Yeah, yeah
We was just about to get it right
Early morning, park the car at the crib
We ain't even caring bout the time

I would play you all these chixtapes
And you would point out all your favourites
Then we would get to touching kissing and hugging
And backseat fucking to your playlist
Woah
Don't know the reasons you gotta leave
But work on you baby
Work on you

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