produced by just blaze
cam’ron
just blaze oh baby
oh baby uh killa
cam’ron
all the girls see the boy look at his kicks boy
look at his car boy all i say is oh boy
look mami i’m no good i’m so hood
clap at your soldiers sober then leave after it’s over killa
i’m not your companion or your man’s standin
hit me when you wanna get rammed in i’ll be scramblin’
with lots of mobsters shop for lobsters
cops and robbers listen every block is blaka blaka
but she like the way i diddy bop you peep that
mink on mauri kicks plus chanel ski hat
she want the boy so i give her the boy
now she screamin’ out boy boy boy boy killa killa
now she playin’ with herself cam dig it out lift her up
ma it’s just a fuck girl get it out pick on up
they want the boy montana with guns with bandanas
listen to my homeboy santana
juelz santana
y’all niggas can’t fuck with the boy i’m tellin’ ya boy
put a shell in ya boy now he bleedin’ oh boy
get him call his boy he wheezin’ he need his boy
he screamin’ boy boy boy boy
damn shut up boy he’s snitchin’ oh boy
this nigga’s bitchin’ boy he’s twisted oh boy
if feds was listenin’ boy damn whoa whoa c’mon
i’m in trouble need bail money shit
where the fuck is my boy i got trust for my boy
that’s why i fuck with my boy that’s my nigga oh boy
he gon’ come get his boy he got love for his boy
that’s my boy boy boy boy uh huh uh huh
cam’ron
when he got caught with the boy we went to court for the boy
just me and my boy and we sayin’ oh boy
be on the block with my boy with the rock or the boy
when the cops come squalie
yeah this is for the sports cars bonita’s jimmy’s
pj’s old school eighteenth at the sports bar
eight or nine on the boy holla at your boy
killa holla listen
it’s the dip boy plus the roc boy
you’ll be doa boy your moms will say oh boy
shit ain’t no stoppin’ ’em guns we got a lot of ’em
shit matter of fact guru start poppin’ ’em
then slap up this boy clap up his boy
wrap up his boy get them gats oh boy
diplomats are them boy for the girls and the boy
say boy boy boy boy
4 juelz santana
now when they see cam and his boy they say damn oh boy
santana’s that boy that squeeze hammers oh boy
cannons and bandanas blammers we don’t brandish
blam at your man’s canvas then scram with your man’s leaded
and i’m back with my boy
5 cam’ron
until that man is vanished
away in the grand canyon these kids are grand standin’
niggas demand ransom over them grams scramblin’
boy boy boy boy
well fuck it van damme ’em cam’ll blam blam ’em
call up his boy i’m down south tannin’
mami i got the remedy tommy’s up at the enemy
homi’s and bodies but now my body you’re feelin’ finicky
killa and capo we chill in morocco for reala
we got dough chinchilla dough and fill with them hollows huh
it’s the boy i said it’s the boy
i’m the boy boy boy boy killa
Artist: Cam Ron Featuring Juelz Santana
Year: 2002
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 353