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Cardinal Video (MV)




Performed By: Cameron London
Length: 4:43
Written by: Cameron London




Cameron London - Cardinal Lyrics




I come from the east
Baby you come from the west
Once we put all of our beef aside
You come second to no one else
Baby you from the north
You know that I'm from the south
Even though we don't see eye to eye
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
You come from the rich
And I come from the broke
I don't need your money
I swear that I won't be broke no more

Blow kisses, make wishes
Them blue jays that's 11 misses
It's all about the cardinal reds
The money birds
The bird watch with your honey birds
Dime into dollar birds
Bird of the state that Carolina bird
Wind up listening to they real sweet tweet
Chirping in my ear leaving nectar on my cheek
Finger on my mouth she won't even let me speak
In her bird's nest she won't even let me peek
She not sitting on her eggs been a real cold week
Showed the chick my album
She went and made a leak
Said what about her flock
It's all or it's nothing
She took me round her block
Met her mom and her cousins
A girl like this come a dime in a dozen
What in God's name made her want me as her husband

I come from the east
Baby you come from the west
Once we put all of our beef aside
You come second to no one else
Baby you from the north
You know that I'm from the south
Even though we don't see eye to eye
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
You come from the rich
And I come from the broke
I don't need your money
I swear that I won't be broke no more

Fried chicken, baked chicken
Ramen noodles with the packet that's the fake chicken
You introduced me to the steak for the first time
That night couldn't get you off of my mind
I was dreaming about you, should I admit it
Or maybe I should take my time with it
That smile that you got keep me in a daze
Baby, I could love you in so many ways
I ain't going nowhere I'll be here through the days
And maybe even exit this maze
That you built to hold my heart
But girl that's my greatest part
You say my rapping for the birds girl this is my art
All my albums that I did you ain't miss a part
All the songs that was about you what's your favorite part
That smile that it bring that's my favorite part
And your love still struck me in the heart

I come from the east
Baby you come from the west
Once we put all of our beef aside
You come second to no one else
Baby you from the north
You know that I'm from the south
Even though we don't see eye to eye
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
You come from the rich
And I come from the broke
I don't need your money
I swear that I won't be broke no more
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I come from the east
Baby you come from the west
Once we put all of our beef aside
You come second to no one else
Baby you from the north
You know that I'm from the south
Even though we don't see eye to eye
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
You come from the rich
And I come from the broke
I don't need your money
I swear that I won't be broke no more

Blow kisses, make wishes
Them blue jays that's 11 misses
It's all about the cardinal reds
The money birds
The bird watch with your honey birds
Dime into dollar birds
Bird of the state that Carolina bird
Wind up listening to they real sweet tweet
Chirping in my ear leaving nectar on my cheek
Finger on my mouth she won't even let me speak
In her bird's nest she won't even let me peek
She not sitting on her eggs been a real cold week
Showed the chick my album
She went and made a leak
Said what about her flock
It's all or it's nothing
She took me round her block
Met her mom and her cousins
A girl like this come a dime in a dozen
What in God's name made her want me as her husband

I come from the east
Baby you come from the west
Once we put all of our beef aside
You come second to no one else
Baby you from the north
You know that I'm from the south
Even though we don't see eye to eye
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
You come from the rich
And I come from the broke
I don't need your money
I swear that I won't be broke no more

Fried chicken, baked chicken
Ramen noodles with the packet that's the fake chicken
You introduced me to the steak for the first time
That night couldn't get you off of my mind
I was dreaming about you, should I admit it
Or maybe I should take my time with it
That smile that you got keep me in a daze
Baby, I could love you in so many ways
I ain't going nowhere I'll be here through the days
And maybe even exit this maze
That you built to hold my heart
But girl that's my greatest part
You say my rapping for the birds girl this is my art
All my albums that I did you ain't miss a part
All the songs that was about you what's your favorite part
That smile that it bring that's my favorite part
And your love still struck me in the heart

I come from the east
Baby you come from the west
Once we put all of our beef aside
You come second to no one else
Baby you from the north
You know that I'm from the south
Even though we don't see eye to eye
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
Baby can we still try to
Still try to
Can we still try to work things out
You come from the rich
And I come from the broke
I don't need your money
I swear that I won't be broke no more
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Writer: Cameron London
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