Oh Boy Cam'ron (Ft. Juelz Santana)

[Intro: Cam'ron]
Just Blaze (Oh baby)
Oh baby (Uh)
Killa

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
All the girls see the (Boy), look at his kicks (Boy)
Look at his car (Boy), all I say is (Oh boy)
Look, mami, I'm no good, I'm so hood
Clap at your soldiers sober, then leave after it's over, Killa
I'm not your companion, or your man's stand-in
Hit me when you wanna get rammed in, I'll be scramblin' (That's right)
With lots of mobsters, shop for lobsters
Cops and robbers, listen, every block is blaka (Blaka)
But she like the way I diddy bop, you peep that? (Oh, you peep that, right?)
Mink on, Mauri kicks, plus Chanel ski hat
She want the (Boy), so I give her the (Boy)
Now she screamin' out (Boy, boy, boy, boy), Killa, Killa
Now she playin' with herself, Cam dig it out, lift her up
Ma, it's just a fuck, girl, get it out, pick on up
They want the boy Montana with guns with bandanas
Listen to my homeboy Santana

[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
Y'all niggas can't fuck with the (Boy), I'm tellin' ya (Boy)
Put a shell in ya (Boy), now he bleedin' (Oh boy)
Get him, call his (Boy), he wheezin', he need his (Boy)
He screamin' (Boy, boy, boy, boy)
Damn, shut up (Boy), he's snitchin' (Oh boy)
This nigga's bitchin' (Boy), he's twisted (Oh boy)
If feds was listenin' (Boy), damn, whoa, whoa, come on
I'm in trouble, need bail money, shit
Where the fuck is my (Boy)? I got trust for my (Boy)
That's why I fuck with my (Boy), that's my nigga (Oh boy)
He gon' come get his (Boy), he got love for his (Boy)
That's my (Boy, boy, boy, boy) uh-huh, uh-huh