Showing posts with label Cam'ron. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cam'ron. Show all posts

Tuesday, 10 May 2011

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 …
CamRon-1

Thursday, 14 April 2011

Cam'Ron - Stop It 5 / Kill'Em Lyrics & Video


Cam'Ron - Stop It 5 / Kill'Em Lyrics & Video:
stop it 5
stop it 5
stop it 5

you said you’d be cover us
put the drop in .. .. lie on top, lie on top, lie (stop it 5)
..selling this i ain’t .. really 11 mix tell em this (stop it 5)
barely can pay the sketch this when the ..and be frankly ..
had to say connect
for me not today thank god i got a way ...and got say (stop it 5)
.. girls they wanna grab and ..console me
.. looking like .. you’re from begging ..
so when there’s now, not a piece of ..more like a teacher
so ..., get the .. for i’m smoken like a ..blunt
yeah i’m gonna ask for one, we lived the hardest life so we party
the .. then pull up start to ride.

i hear it got it .. like the ..the block is mine
then why you’re blocking mine
the why you’re blocking mine, (stop it 5)
you ain’t got a .. smoke it chocolate ..
wasting your watches time (stop it 5).

i’m like ..i fly .. might
a sky by .. with some .. don’t worry
i got a .. with the sky rocket
you in love.. me and my love brothers
cook the beef like .. stuck sucker
what i think might no judge f*cker
will i deal with nothing but drugs brother
smack you girl kill your pap take your mother
..hit your sis ..take your brother
first joy is .. jamaica colors
make em take cover
me i teach .. please don’t wrong with me ..
every time you meet girls on .. harmony
the block i treat like the farmacy from the back to ..the armory.

kill em kill em kill em
we kill em
kill em kill em kill em
we kill em
kill em kill em kill em
we kill em
Cam'ron

Monday, 11 April 2011

Cam’ron & Vado - Put A Bird Up Lyrics


Cam’ron & Vado - Put A Bird Up Lyrics:
In Hawaii at the luau mang Honolulu boo,
We do ur thang, do ur thang, uh hus,
True I swing, African diamonds, luau thang,
U ever seen profit? My whole team got it
Blue jeans, red trim, green pockets,
Black broad, black card, black wallet,
Grey boots, sweat suit, I’m that brolic
Caesar top, getting diva top
Been around the world, but I can’t leave the block.
Click nine, slick rhymes, the chick fine
Don’t like me, but stand in line,
Look good, so I hit her with a quick line,
Take my watch, hit me up when you get time,
Some sniff diems, some pitch dimes,
Get ours cause I’mma get mine.

Chorus:
Ayyo I be I mine homie,
50 drive homie
See you waiting at the bus stop;
Need a ride, homie?
Now I walk around wid that 3 to 5 homie
Once I cut the middleman went from 3 to 5, homie!
Roll that herb up, gotta put a bird up,
Pretty with a firm butt, our Blackberry Curved up!
Roll that herb up, gotta put a bird up,
Pretty with a firm butt, our Blackberry Curved up!

I ain’t no superhero but I’m coming to save y’all,
Pray that it’s safe y’all, fly no cape on,
Driving with Drake on.
Keep a sports car like Akon,
All-black: blowing chicks’ minds like napalm
All that, wait ‘till my man home
Saying my name wrong.
Brother our cocaine strong,
Hate that I ain’t on,
Cause they wait on.
Yes, like Trey Songz,
“Success” my fav song,
Ball like Rayjanm the course it way long,
Boss don’t make raw,
We talking shake, uh
Porsche got straight from u, don’t want it,
Keep 8ting like it’s a tapeworm in my stomach.
More ass than slay macs poppin her maytahs,
Coppin rose mask, girls with the facemask
Duck fast when Jake pass, eat fast triple?

Chorus:
Ayyo I be I mine homie,
50 drive homie
See you waiting at the bus stop;
Need a ride, homie?
Now I walk around wid that 3 to 5 homie
Once I cut the middleman went from 3 to 5, homie!
Roll that herb up, gotta put a bird up,
Pretty with a firm butt, our Blackberry Curved up!
Roll that herb up, gotta put a bird up,
Pretty with a firm butt, our Blackberry Curved up!

I’m a capo like Sosa,
Say hi to Vinosa
Proppin the sofa, the block on my shoulders
Approach us?
Won’t happen, we soldiers.
La cosa nostra bleze a coca, pls u so but
I squeeze, you froze up,
LVs is low cut, utiza so what
My team just froze up,…
The jewelry I play ring around the rosie with it
New S-Class; damn, I look cozy in it!
No picture for year, no composer on it!...
Look at my feet, look at ma’s thighs
And her face too… double D her bra size,
She’s steak fries, sweet as egg pies,
Make cake…

Chorus:
Ayyo I be I mine homie,
50 drive homie
See you waiting at the bus stop;
Need a ride, homie?
Now I walk around wid that 3 to 5 homie
Once I cut the middleman went from 3 to 5, homie!
Roll that herb up, gotta put a bird up,
Pretty with a firm butt, our Blackberry Curved up!
Roll that herb up, gotta put a bird up,
Pretty with a firm butt, our Blackberry Curved up!
camron-and-vado-gunz-and-butta

Saturday, 26 February 2011

Cam’ron - Hey Muma ft. Vado Lyrics


Cam’ron - Hey Muma ft. Vado Lyrics:
[Verse 1 - Cam'ron]
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

[Hook]
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!

[Verse 2 - Vado]
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

[Hook]
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!

[Verse 3 - Cam'ron]
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

[Vado]
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)

[Hook]
camron-vado

Thursday, 16 December 2010

Kanye West – Christmas in Harlem Ft. Vado, Cam’Ron, Jim Jones, Pusha T, Cyhi Da Prynce, Teyana Taylor, Big Sean & Musiq Soulchild Lyrics


Kanye West – Christmas in Harlem Lyrics:
[Teyana Taylor - Chorus]
Christmas in Harlem
right after autumn falls
soaking it all in
then we go hit the mall
even though we ain’t balling
feels like we bought it all
the mistletoe’s right here
come give a kiss to Santa Claus

[Kanye West - Verse 1]
Merry Christmas to all, and all a good night
huh, now we all living the good life
yeah, though it’s forty below the wind chill
and we wiping snow up off the windshield
it’s still, wonderful night to be alive, baby
and I’m, so happy I’m with my baby
and we a lil late with the Christmas gifts
rushing for the mall, don’t trip, you know I drive crazy
the streets lit up, it feel like Christmas officially
told her that “You the star at the top of my Christmas tree”
my only question is, “Where my presents?”
she said, “Shhh,” she got a gift for me that ain’t for the kids to see
well, I like the way you think, mami
now pour some more eggnog in you drink, mami
you been a bad girl, give santa three kisses
gave her the hot chocolate, she said “It’s D-Ricious”

[Teyana Taylor - Chorus]
Christmas in Harlem
right after autumn falls
soaking it all in
then we go hit the mall (I’m like Bad Santa, though)
even though we ain’t balling (You might have to sit on my lap)
feels like we bought it all
the mistletoe’s right here
come give a kiss to Santa Claus

[Vado]
Merry X-mas, Santa Claus Cherry X-6
Dame, had my reindeer, make it snow on the next chick
got enough toys wondering whats my next pick
before my exit, get diamond rolex reckless
big bags got everything on the checklist
necklace, baguettes list, pockets fat they Precious
hit my , give her a peck kiss
look aad tell her she precious
ligthen up the sky, the streets give me the best gifts

[Jim Jones]
And I remember when I couldnt play santa claus
no reindeers just horses and a Panamera Porcshe
we on two fifth shopping, what the damage cost
I got your fam while you bidding in the can up north
woops, I’m at Niemens I hope they still got em
you want the thigh high spikes with the red bottoms
lets make a toast cause Christ is born
we gon’ party all night til the lights come on

[Teyana Taylor - Chorus]

[Cyhi the Prince]
Yeah, mom and dad I wont be home for the holidays
I’m over 800 miles away
in the city thats so pretty
will the hustlers dash through the snow without a sleigh
tell my family that I’m sorry that I gotta stay
I’m with Ye at the Macy Day parade
letting the snow fall on my aviator shades
even though I’m in New York I’m still repping for the A

[Teyana Taylor - Chorus]

[Pusha T]
On the stoop of that Brownstone shovelling the brownstone
Santa’s on a diet, gotta get the pounds gone
down town got me feeling like it’s Dow Jones
but uptown got me feeling like its down home
snow like sugar hill
chains on wheels
we turn on two doors in the snowmobiles
we got our own style no soho feel
put on your play clothes how that logo feel

[Big Sean]
oh, pause for them photo stills
you dont wanna miss a moment
where’s you no do pill
I caught her looking at my Rollie as my mojo spills
snowflakey on the bezel
hope you know those real
okay my white girl Veronica
black girl Monica
got me celebrating Chrisma-Ha-quanika
rocking dashiki’s with a yamaka
where the christmas tree at, lets design it up

[Teyana Taylor - Chorus]

[Camron]
Lenox ave Saint Nick
never seen St Nick
just n-ggas selling the same nicks, the same bricks
same hustlers running up the broadway
thats where the snow’s at, taste it, foreplay
no turkey at greens, just Jimbo’s
Christmas lights and project windows
shouts to the coldest on my barometer
Berkman, Shapiro, Calena, Hanukkah
(my lawyers)

[Teyana Taylor]
All the flashing lights up on a tree
the house lit up nice
with your family’s where you wanna be
here on Christmas night
when you wake up and you see the gifts
don’t that make you feel good?
so since we all snowed in in Harlem
let’s have Christmas in the hoo-hood

All of the flashing lights
yeah, when they shine so bright
always for you and me
baby, you’re Christmas Eve
if you like what you see me
won’t you come sit on my knee?
tell me everything that you want
cause, baby, I’m your Santa Claus

Christmas in Harlem
right after autumn falls
soaking it all in
then we go hit the mall
even though we ain’t balling
feels like we bought it all
the mistletoe’s right here
come give a kiss to Santa Claus

[Original Verses]

[Cyhi the Prince]
First, I wanted to say Merry Christmas to y’all
for Santa Claus, so bake a turkey, burn a few logs
I be there soon, on my sled, me and Rudolph
thugs think I’m a Blood ’cause I won’t take this red suit off
ha, I swear I got the freshest wardrobe
I let my beard grow ’cause it’s cold in the North Pole
her voice slow ’cause “I always got a sore throat”
okay, stop it, no more jokes
you never see me ’cause I shop when the stores close
and my sleigh go faster than the Porsche go
ha, I got nine reindeers
that’s Dancer, that’s Prancer on the fourth flo’
that’s Comet, that’s Cupid, that’s Vixen
that’s Donner, that’s Dasher, that’s Blitzen
happy kwanzaa, and for the ones that aren’t Christian
everybody gets gifts as long as I’m living
so look forward to having

[Kanye West]
I peeped it, you know what?
need some reindeer for this one
I wanna hear sleigh bells on this one
got a new suit on this one
the newborn look too cute for this one
yeah, the new winter coat for this one
yeah, gotta let it snow on this one
huh, all the Christmas cheer for this one
the whole family up in here on this one
Yeah

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Friday, 15 October 2010

Reek Da Villian- Mechanics Remix Ft. DJ Khaled, Busta Rhymes, Swizz Beatz, Cam'ron, Vado, Method Man & Nelly Lyrics


Reek Da Villian- Mechanics Remix Ft. DJ Khaled, Busta Rhymes, Swizz Beatz, Cam'ron, Vado, Method Man & Nelly Lyrics:
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