Spit flames hotter than the desert sun
Camel wrapped in Gucci, watch 'em run
Chocolate milkshake in a golden chalice
Living like a sultan, broke the palace
Arabic nights, fly Emirates, first class
Scheming on the finer things, no way to surpass
Sand dunes rolling, got that million-dollar smile
Spitting fire bars, wordplay unmatched style
Camelback cruising, who needs a Benz?
Desert heat blazing, no fake friends
Milk mustache in every verse I lay
In this rap game, straight to the Milky Way
Riding through the sands with my crew intact
Hustling for the gold, pockets never lack
Mirage visions, wealth in every stride
Mixing desert heat with that chocolate tide
Fly carpets laid, under starry skies
Lavish feasts, dreams materialize
Minarets rising as I stake my claim
Rap royalty, they remember my name
Camelback cruising, who needs a Benz?
Desert heat blazing, no fake friends
Milk mustache in every verse I lay
In this rap game, straight to the Milky Way.
2 + 1 - Camel Clad Chronicals TWO Lyrics
2 + 1 - Camel Clad Chronicals TWO Lyrics
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Spit flames hotter than the desert sun
Camel wrapped in Gucci, watch 'em run
Chocolate milkshake in a golden chalice
Living like a sultan, broke the palace
Arabic nights, fly Emirates, first class
Scheming on the finer things, no way to surpass
Sand dunes rolling, got that million-dollar smile
Spitting fire bars, wordplay unmatched style
Camelback cruising, who needs a Benz?
Desert heat blazing, no fake friends
Milk mustache in every verse I lay
In this rap game, straight to the Milky Way
Riding through the sands with my crew intact
Hustling for the gold, pockets never lack
Mirage visions, wealth in every stride
Mixing desert heat with that chocolate tide
Fly carpets laid, under starry skies
Lavish feasts, dreams materialize
Minarets rising as I stake my claim
Rap royalty, they remember my name
Camelback cruising, who needs a Benz?
Desert heat blazing, no fake friends
Milk mustache in every verse I lay
In this rap game, straight to the Milky Way.
Camel wrapped in Gucci, watch 'em run
Chocolate milkshake in a golden chalice
Living like a sultan, broke the palace
Arabic nights, fly Emirates, first class
Scheming on the finer things, no way to surpass
Sand dunes rolling, got that million-dollar smile
Spitting fire bars, wordplay unmatched style
Camelback cruising, who needs a Benz?
Desert heat blazing, no fake friends
Milk mustache in every verse I lay
In this rap game, straight to the Milky Way
Riding through the sands with my crew intact
Hustling for the gold, pockets never lack
Mirage visions, wealth in every stride
Mixing desert heat with that chocolate tide
Fly carpets laid, under starry skies
Lavish feasts, dreams materialize
Minarets rising as I stake my claim
Rap royalty, they remember my name
Camelback cruising, who needs a Benz?
Desert heat blazing, no fake friends
Milk mustache in every verse I lay
In this rap game, straight to the Milky Way.
Writer: CR1z K, Christian Himmler, Lidia Popova
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: 2 + 1
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: CR1z K, Christian Himmler, Lidia Popova