Cam'ron – Girls, Cash, Cars Lyrics

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[Cam'Ron: Intro]
Trumpets Please
I Wanna Welcome Everybody To...
Killa Season

Dip...Dip..Dip
Come And Fuck With The Set
Dip...Dip..Dip
Come And Fuck With The Set

[Cam'Ron: Verse 1]
They tried to play us (WHAT?!)
But they can't fade us (WHAT?!)
A bunch of haters (WHAT?!)
But we the greatest (WHAT?!)
That mighty dip....(WHAT?!)
The Fuckin Set.....(WHAT?!)
Show a G respect, my weed connect, got it growing like Chia Pets
So......Come & Deal Wit The Kids!!!!!
WE BALLIN BIG BABAAY!!!!
You know I'm strapped for the drama
Afghan to Harlem, clap @ his Mama
Homeboy don't ask for the ganja, no way, hey, I relax in a sauna
Lay back, lay back, where the Cake at
A.S.A.P, A.S.A.P, I Replay that!! / (T.I)
They wack He not (T.I) We hot We got 3 Glocks, right where they lay at!
Got what's left to twist, diamonds SUROOOOUND MY WRIST!
Yall all fiends, spaulding couldn't bounce like this
Yo yo, dont fuck with the po-po
Oh no, I'm bout that dough doe
Juelz he fuck with the cocoa
Niggas going loco, that's a no-no....
HO HO HO HO HO....IT"S DIIIPSET!!!
OHH NOO, Row Boats, Coke Floats...and hit DECKS! (Shipments!!)

[Cam'Ron: Hook]
So Come & Deal Wit The Kids!!!!!
WE BALLIN BIG BABAAY!!!!
Flashin bras (WHAT?!)
The World Is Ours! (WHAT?!)
Them Classic cars....plus GIRLS, CASH & CAARS! (WHAT?!)
CASH & CARS....GIRLS, CASH & CARS (WHAT?!)
GIRLS, CASH, CARS, GIRLS CASH AND CARS, CASH & CAAARS!

[Cam'Ron: Verse 2]
So......Come & Deal Wit The Kids!!!!!
WE BALLIN BIG BABAAY!!!!
Yall really wanna get this started?
We all can act retarded
Ya heart has been darted, bombarded, departed! (BOOM!)
Ma ya puss stink (eww), it been underseas
Here's a Douche bag, hot rag, Summers Eve
Yes a hot bath, RUN , RUN, RUUUN It Pleeease!
You hummin G's?/ (Fumes Stinkinn)
Through ya Dungarees
Don't manuever there....here's a souvenir
Washing Set, Kit, BITCH, for ya pubic hairs / (Dirty *Bitch*)
Beat it, ain't no losers here
Ma tryna move up here
Wouldn't send my bitch down there, that's with scuba gear
And she eat twat, while she taking *Deep Cock*
Eavesdrop? Need not....Cam Walker needs not!
And my game so tight
And my aim so right
In a Range all white
Entertain all dykes, all they say all night (is)........(WHAT?!)
But 'cha Brain maayne, Will be like my chain, ON ICE
But my chain maaayne, it look like a rainbow sight

[Book]

Dip...Dip..Dip
Come And Fuck With The Set
Dip...Dip..Dip
Come And Fuck With The Set
So Come & Deal Wit The Kids!!!!!
WE BALLIN BIG BABAAY!!!!

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