Lyrics Hey Lady - Cam'ron
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
Out
mingalin′,
heard
that
i
blingy-bling
But
i
run
the
circus
like
ring-a-ling
I'm
the
king
of
things,
and
your
man
he
a
homo
like
jing-a-ling
(Jing-a-ling)
That′s
life,
hit
'em
with
the
pow-ping
Pow,
pow,
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thing
Look
wild
thing,
i
do
wild
things,
make
china
stretch
like
yoa
ming
Ching
chong
like
a
higher
chow
main
I
buy
lango
ma,
i
don't
need
a
nickel,
naw
Oh
you
tickled
ma?
′cause
your
nipples
huh
Commin′
through
your
shirt,
nearly
ripped
your
bra
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
I
know
a
school
in
work,
but
you
need
to
schooled
in
work
Put
my
2 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
Moved
on
an
angle,
like
a
baler
malodor
The
two
gon′
tango
Shake
your
body
mami,
move
your
body
hottie
Its
true
on
kamikaze,
i'm
movin′
a
mazarattie
They
all
polly
polly,
voo
boy
dolly
dolly
I
don't
talk
like
the
swolly
mami
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
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
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
1 Intro
2 More Gangsta Music
3 Get Down
4 Welcome to Purple Haze (Skit)
5 Killa Cam / Roll That Skit
6 Leave Me Alone Pt. 2
7 Down and Out
8 Harlem Streets
9 Rude Boy (Skit)
10 Girls
11 I'm A Chicken Head (Skit)
12 Soap Opera
13 O.T. (Skit)
14 Bubble Music
15 More Reasons / Car (Skit)
16 The Block (Skit)
17 The Dope Man
18 Family Ties
19 Chi (Skit) / Adrenaline / Phone (Skit)
20 Hey Lady
21 Shake
22 Get 'Em Girls / The Mizzle Outro
23 Dip-Set Forever
24 Take 'Em to Church
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