Cam'Ron - Go Now Lyrics

Cam'Ron - Go Now Lyrics


..my glass, signing our class,
as.. pass… kiss my ass, bitch!
the shoes, ooo, they…
make your play, i’m a play
i could fly…
kept their one…
the one filled…
the one deficient…
just fly dudes in the back…

..me i play the customers, no …
we spray the…
no salads, potatoes were..
… keys in the…
my jamaican said you’re looking like a party show
…rude bot, head shots, party blow.
..heavy when a rocket …
doggy fresh, …
do with the.. nose,
now we wear versace clothes.
famous!

..two days later i was shopping ..madison,
took a shot to the .. hang on madison,
put a chick in the car, go ahead on…
we’re getting money, my man jose text you,
all day, don’t say rose …
you all clowns in these sweat suits,
obey order, …
all to the next…
be on … just to be on…
young fly, fresh…, gun…
wave high as i drive bye, getting…
..you can’t tell me nothing else!
.. i used to tell you so, i’m the .. i can smell myself!

..all my niggers ..
anybody aj … wolf game.
all our bitches look me, and ‘em girls cook clean,
pay homage!
act like you don’t notice me, you notice me…
crushing up, smoke the…
well know trafficker, one dude on the road is ..rear view…
that’s our style, need a …
vampire light … i’m blunted like the …

"Girls Cry" Lyrics - Cam'Ron Ft. Vado

"Girls Cry" Lyrics - Cam'Ron Ft. Vado

chorus
there comes a time
every girl has to cry
cry cry baby sometime
there comes a time
when your heart can’t take no more
and you have to cry cry cry

listen when it comes to my girl
i can tell it all
when it come in the home
she wanna smell my balls
why it smells like ..
if you ain’t playing ball
took a shower at the gim
said use a …on your pants
make up on your shirt
gave some hugs at the office
girls make up the world
ain’t imaging what she said
cause i can smack a .. crack …


got a beautiful mom
the way she’s acting bro
on my phone
when i sleep
trying to crack the code
i am .. she is crazy
i went to the door
turn around and i said
baby you are my one and no other
discover undercover that you’re jealous on my mother
baby so from here girl i blow a kiss
and it’s me i know she miss
cause when i left i told her this

chorus

i know

fucking shame you fuck what’s his name
that’s when your .. got rid of that …
the whole bus train give you guts pain
and you .. strange a bomb and i cut change
no i don’t wanna have a sit you want a …..
cool we don’t have to meet
i am gone i put it back to sleep
.. with this dump shit cause you are mad at me
we got beef go ahead speak your mind
told i was with you before and you didn’t have a dime
i am .. she is crazy
i walk to the door and said
baby you are my one and no other
discover undercover that you’re jealous on my mother
baby so from here girl i blow a kiss
and it’s me i know she miss
cause when i left i told her this

chorus

"Hey Muma" Lyrics - Cam'Ron & Vado

"Hey Muma" Lyrics - Cam'Ron & Vado

killa
yo, girl: get a notepad (for what?)
you ain’t got no swag!
and you so fine, it’s so sad
still riding coach, need a coach bag
let me coach you, no coach tags (what that mean?)
get rid of that coach bag!
and listen, i ain’t trying to throw jabs
(damn!) why you gettin so mad?!
only one that deal with cam’ is a queen
louis handbags, alexander mcqueen
yeah, stand up i’m mean
for how i handle my team, clean
harlem n-ggas don’t wear sandals with jeans
car skills good, i can handle the beem
nickle, dime, twenties, i can handle the fiends
so…hey muma, que pasa?
i’m water, baby: agua

hey yo, muma!
i’m saying
can i come over? cause
i’m not playing
bend your ass over, uh, i’m not waiting
and if i’m sober, i’m blazing. hey!

hold up, (*spit sound*) let the slime spit
need these first three rows, let my suave sit
icy, make it hard to see the time tick
me and my dine chicks, with glasses of wine, lit
yeh, your money can’t provide this
“hi miss” the answer’s “yes, your highness”
“try this! only i can supply this”
reply this, you’ll always see me in fly ish
if i don’t know you, i hope not to
trying to play a tough role? i’m like “not you”
earl ? cause i’m d rose: i got you
under the sun is where we pose, we hot, duke
it’s what i did to the booth
how i spend in the coupe
while you and members salute
i’mma keep it trill, i’m that n-gga living proof
telling me to chill is like stomping cam with a shoe

hey yo, muma!
i’m saying
can i come over? cause
i’m not playing
bend your ass over, uh, i’m not waiting
and if i’m sober, i’m blazing. hey!

in the hood where i creep trying to hook me a freak
want to see what girl around here could put me to sleep
could mean a hotel, could mean a suite
could mean tuition, could mean a jeep!
“god damn” is what the hoochies say
when we jump out of lambo’s
car, neck, hand froze
damn, yo! cameras, stand, pose
therefore, watch her ‘fore cam rose

she got down, i’m tryna get the top
me, lee, ? and chop
how to hit the block, ee wee piffing rock
before the dt’s get the watch
the neighbours watch, all day switching spots
i’m in the hood like (muma)
what’s really, whats good (frank mula)
gun 50, black hood (same shooter)
blowing sticky black wood (straight ruler)