Hey Lady

Cam'ron

Composição de: Cameron Giles/R. Troutman
[Verse 1] 
I know you heard me in british rob 
But I get you bracelets till ya wrist is throbbed 
Just kissed the nob, and put your meat on my stick like a shish-ka-bob 
Out mingalin', heard that I blingy-bling 
But I run the circus like ring-a-ling 
I'm the king of things, and your man he a homo like jing-a-ling 
(jing-a-ling) 
That's life, hit 'em with the pow-ping 
Pow, pow, .45 load thing 
Look wild thing, I do wild things, make China stretch like Yoa Ming 
Ching chong like a higher Chow Main 
I buy lango ma, I don't need a nickel, naw 
Oh you tickled ma? 'cause your nipples huh 
Commin' through your shirt, nearly ripped your bra 


[Chorus] 
I see the hate in your eyes, damn them boys is too fly 
The way we roll up, rims all swoll up, ice all froze up 
And while you're actin' surprised, like we dough sellin' pies 
They way we hold up, papi hole up, mami roll up 


[Verse 2] 
I know a school in work, but you need to schooled in work 
Put my 2 to work, I feelin' your shoes, your purse 
You get low on dough, the few the first 
I don't need you high like I'm high 
But shit, I need you fly like I'm fly 
Fresh, Lui Vuitton ankle 
Pastel, Lui Vuitton rainbow 
Threw on the Kango, threw on Durango's 
Not from the 'nati, but through on the Bengals 
Moved on an angle, like a baler malodor 
The two gon' tango 
Shake your body mami, move your body hottie 
Its true on kamikaze, I'm movin' a mazarattie 
They all polly polly, voo boy dolly dolly 
I don't talk like the swolly mami 


[Chorus] 
I see the hate in your eyes, damn them boys is too fly 
The way we roll up, rims all swoll up, ice all froze up 
And while you're actin' surprised, like we dough sellin' pies 
They way we hold up, papi hole up, mami roll up 


[Verse 3] 
Lady, dry your panties 
Damn, she wanna right her family 
Tell em Nad, I'm a dyper dandy 
And I got all type of candy 
Whats that? Victoria Secret 
Here's Lapearla, come peep it 
This lingerie that you could honor A 
Wonder woman, ouuiii, go on play 
Like Cam' watch, like Cam' ring 
Like Cam' chain, like Cam' bling 
Heard Cam' sing, if a damn fling 
Goddamn mam', not a damn thing 


[Chorus] 
I see the hate in your eyes, damn them boys is too fly 
The way we roll up, rims all swoll up, ice all froze up 
And while you're actin' surprised, like we dough sellin' pies 
They way we hold up, papi hole up, mami roll up
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