Текст Cam’ron – Hey Lady

Verse 1
I know you heard me in british rob
But I get you bracelets till ya wrist is throbbed
Just kissed the nob, and put your meat on my stick like a shish-ka-bob

Chorus
I see the hate in your eyes, damn them boys is too fly
The way we roll up, rims all swoll up, ice all froze up
And while you’re actin’ surprised, like we dough sellin’ pies
They way we hold up, papi hole up, mami roll up

Verse 2
I know a school in work, but you need to schooled in work
Put my tool to work, I feelin’ your shoes, your purse
You get low on dough, the few the first
I don’t need you high like I’m high
But shit, I need you fly like I’m fly
Fresh, Lui Vuitton ankle
Pastel, Lui Vuitton rainbow
Threw on the Kango, threw on Durango’s
Not from the ‘nati, but through on the Bengals

Chorus
I see the hate in your eyes, damn them boys is too fly
The way we roll up, rims all swoll up, ice all froze up
And while you’re actin’ surprised, like we dough sellin’ pies
They way we hold up, papi hole up, mami roll up

Verse 3
Lady, dry your panties
Damn, she wanna right her family
Tell em Nad, I’m a dyper dandy
And I got all type of candy
Whats that? Victoria Secret
Here’s Lapearla, come peep it
This lingerie that you could honor A
Wonder woman, ouuiii, go on play
Like Cam’ watch, like Cam’ ring
Like Cam’ chain, like Cam’ bling
Heard Cam’ sing, if a damn fling
Goddamn mam’, not a damn thing

Chorus
I see the hate in your eyes, damn them boys is too fly
The way we roll up, rims all swoll up, ice all froze up
And while you’re actin’ surprised, like we dough sellin’ pies
They way we hold up, papi hole up, mami roll up