We Make Change Cam'ron (Ft. Juelz Santana)
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[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
Killa, yo
I'm official nice, y'all niggas Fisher Price
Fuck trout, you 'bout? Let's fish for ice
This a wrist of light, get it right, a vicious price ($50,000)
Plus my kicks are Nikes, this what the bitches like
Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight
Mister right, kiss her right, make sure that her lips get wiped
She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice
She a hummer - nah, plumber - she could "twist the pipes"
When I was 15, bang-bang, I called my moms'
Cell, she snorting long....that don't even correspond
All the Ganj all is gone, just came from Autobahn
Came back with the foreign Palm (I'll holla!)Shit, before I go berserk, jerk, when I sold it hurt
Urf told me go to school: nah, bitch, go to work! (Get a job!)
And gave the coldest smirk
Right after she stole my work (Where you going with my shit?!)
And the nerve to hold her purse (I'll holla!)
[Chorus: Cam'ron & Juelz Santana]
We make change yay, we slang yay
It sound like merengue, like "ay ay ay ay ay"
And we crazy, holmes
.380, holmes
To your baby's dome: bang bang bang bang boom!
And we bomb like "La Bamba"
With bamba, send bombers to bomb ya
With bombs in their bombers
And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy
They love me, they hate me, like (ay ay ay ay ay!)
Killa, yo
I'm official nice, y'all niggas Fisher Price
Fuck trout, you 'bout? Let's fish for ice
This a wrist of light, get it right, a vicious price ($50,000)
Plus my kicks are Nikes, this what the bitches like
Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight
Mister right, kiss her right, make sure that her lips get wiped
She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice
She a hummer - nah, plumber - she could "twist the pipes"
When I was 15, bang-bang, I called my moms'
Cell, she snorting long....that don't even correspond
All the Ganj all is gone, just came from Autobahn
Came back with the foreign Palm (I'll holla!)Shit, before I go berserk, jerk, when I sold it hurt
Urf told me go to school: nah, bitch, go to work! (Get a job!)
And gave the coldest smirk
Right after she stole my work (Where you going with my shit?!)
And the nerve to hold her purse (I'll holla!)
[Chorus: Cam'ron & Juelz Santana]
We make change yay, we slang yay
It sound like merengue, like "ay ay ay ay ay"
And we crazy, holmes
.380, holmes
To your baby's dome: bang bang bang bang boom!
And we bomb like "La Bamba"
With bamba, send bombers to bomb ya
With bombs in their bombers
And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy
They love me, they hate me, like (ay ay ay ay ay!)
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