CamRon lyrics
CamRon lyrics
"Rockin And Rollin Lyrics"
Candy Man's Gone 406 Lyrics
From the album "The Trouble With Normal") Sun climbs toward high noon, Glints metallic off the bowl of the spoon Sliding through the air toward parted lips Watch the expression when the straight taste hits Face crumples, tongue's quickly withdrawn I hate to tell you but the candy man's gone Oh sweet fantasia of the safe home Where nobody has t
From the album "The Trouble With Normal") Sun climbs toward high noon, Glints metallic off the bowl of the spoon Sliding through the air toward parted lips Watch the expression when the straight taste hits Face crumples, tongue's quickly withdrawn I hate to tell you but the candy man's gone Oh sweet fantasia of the safe home Where nobody has t
JD: Let's rock and roll baby
Cam'Ron: Killa Cam, So So Def
JD: Y'all know, y'all know, y'all know, y'all know
Cam: Untertainment, I'm here now, I'm here now
Cam:
Yo you wonder who I are, I guzzle up at the bar
See me in the car, let's start with the double-R
Range Rover, Rolls Royce, even got a rocky Roly
See mo' ice than a hockey goalie
Maybe eatin' guacamole
I do it out
Now I live it out
Cars gotta whip 'em out
Every year I get it out
(Why?) I'll be long gone
(Where?) Probably Hong Kong
Girls wit they thong on
I'm playin' Don Juan
Drinkin' Sean John,
Where the trau mon?
You smoke weed, whatcha think girl?
Uh-huh
Start the car up, take her on a long ride
She think my steerin' wheel on the wrong side
No, I'm sorry
This is the Ferrari
Le Mon like Bacardi
Rock like safari
But, la di da di, we likes to party
And every night believe we gonna leave wit somebody
CHORUS
We were rockin' and rollin'
Now we roll it and smoke it
On the phone and were jokin'
While ya strollin' and hopin'
For the tone that we spoke in
And I know that ya open
Pour some Branson, Lye
Ha, a brand new five
Hot man, God damn, Killa Cam we live
Cam:
Now come on girlfriend, I ain't no actin' willie
So when you around me don't be actin' silly
Accididdy, come on I got the baddest bitties
Ass is pretty, like hos down in Mag
Love Song Lyrics
I can tell by the look in your eye I can tell by the way you sigh That you know I've been thinking of you And you know what I want to do Oh Jean, Oh Jean Oh Jean, Oh Jean When you smile I see stars in the sky When you smile I see sunrise And I know you've been thinking of me And I know how you want it to be Oh Jean, Oh Je
c City I can tell by the look in your eye I can tell by the way you sigh That you know I've been thinking of you And you know what I want to do Oh Jean, Oh Jean Oh Jean, Oh Jean When you smile I see stars in the sky When you smile I see sunrise And I know you've been thinking of me And I know how you want it to be Oh Jean, Oh Je
Now you smoke hos, with the coco
Niggaz, say I'm loco
Cuz I'm low-low from the po-pos
Every night I stroke hos
No-no to homos,
F doin' promos
I was def already, I just added the so-so
Wherever we at, ready to act, betta be strapped
Live the life around me whoever tell me to pat
And when it comes to the cash bet I'm heavy wit that
And if your man wanna bet, I bet he be set
And your little girlfriend, she was wet off the bat
From the Chevy Senette and yo I bet she be back
For the one night stand, yeah the sex in the sack
I ask her if she miss it then tell her to kiss it
CHORUS
Cam:
Yo your girl around me is like sand to a beach, or a gram to a ki, or
a
branch to
Casablanca Lyrics
I fell in love with you watching Casablanca Back row of the drive in show in the flickering light Popcorn and cokes beneath the stars became champagne and caviar Making love on a long hot summers night I thought you fell in love with me watching Casablance Holding hands 'neath the paddle fans in Rick's Candle lit cafe Hiding in the shadows from the spies. Moroccan
a tree I fell in love with you watching Casablanca Back row of the drive in show in the flickering light Popcorn and cokes beneath the stars became champagne and caviar Making love on a long hot summers night I thought you fell in love with me watching Casablance Holding hands 'neath the paddle fans in Rick's Candle lit cafe Hiding in the shadows from the spies. Moroccan
Your money, is like my advance to a g
And you'll see me and Lance in a V
Actin' wild, Jimmy back me child
How long you think an ounce gonna last me now?
But I love when hos calls me the cat's meow (meow)
Cuz I run up in 'em and I make they cat meow (meow)
Are you hip to dive, how we dip to the drive?
1/2 of my game, yo that shit be a lie
But it's true about Duke, from the hoop to the five
And I'm right behind ya in a coupe that we drive
Baby am I slick, all your friends is sick
To see me and my chicks in DKNY kicks
And my click, we get the dank and bounce
And put anotha half a mil in my bank account
CHORUS
JD:
Untertainment, So So Def, collabo, you know, yeah