Cam'ron

Killa Cam

Cam'ron


[voice] 
Killa kam 
Killa kam 
Killa kam 
Killa killa 
Killa kam 

[cam'ron] 

[verse 1] 

With the goons i spy 
Stay in tune with ma 
She like damn 
This the realest since kumbaya 
Kumbyay killa kam my lord 
Still the man with pants 
Scrill fam oh boy 
They want neuter me 
They want do to me 
The hooligan in hoolahands 
Maneuvering is nothin new to me 
Doggy i'm from the land of crime 
Pan pan gram or dime 
Not toes or mc 
When i say hammertime 
Beef i'm hammer mine 
When i get my hands on nines 
If i had on bammerline 
Cordourys kam will shine 
Canary burgandy 
I call it lemon red 
Yellow diamonds in my ear 
Call em lemonheads 
Lemonhead end up dead 
Ice like guinepeg 
Gemstones flinstones 
You could say i'm friends with fred 
You want happy scrappy 
I got pataki at me 
Bitches say i'm tacky daddy 
Range look like laffy taffy 

[chorus] 

[voice] 
Kill kam 
Killa kam 
Killa kam 
Killa killa 
Killa kam 

[verse 2] 

I'm from where nicky barns got rich as fuck 
Rich and nay hit the kitchen they were pitchin up 
Rob base mase doug e fresh switched it up 
I do both who am i to fuck tradition up 
So i parked in a tow-away zone 
Chrome i dont care 
I'll call it throwaway homes 
Welcome to harlem 
Where you welcome to problems 
Off a furlo fella fellas get parkings 
Canabuy banks 
Stand out like puty tanks 
Soon as the studie sings 
That when the tudy sing 
Bang bang came from that movie rang 
Snap crack jewelry bling 
Flat jack who he bring 
Clack clack cooley ring 
Bad rap cuties claim 
Ascap put em in the river 
I'm the sushi king 
And i'm keep it fresh 
Let the fish eat ya flesh 
Yes sir please confess 
Just say he's the best 

[chorus] 

How dope is this 
Teach you how to rope a chick 
What you want 
Coke or piff 
I got it all smoke or sniff 
And you know my drift 
Used to figures doe and shit 
You a roosted bitch 
Just a roasted bitch 
And i roast ya bitch 
That how i usually am 
Tell her and her groupie friends 
Go get they gucci cleanse 
We the moody gucci louie and pucci men 
A skada prada 
The chopper it got the uzi lens 
Bird's eye view 
The birds i knew 
Flip birds 
Birds gang 
It was birds i flew 
And word i flew 
Or herb i grew 
I would serve on stoops 
Now it swerve in coupes 

[chorus]