作词 : Giles | |
Aiyyo, you might see Cam in designer underwear | |
new reclining leather chair, reminders everywhere | |
how we pull up in whips, the minors stop and stare | |
and when it comes to girls, they behind us everywhere | |
I mean, when I hang up on 'em, they pressin' redial | |
I mean what the fuck is it, why you stressin' me child | |
It'd be one thing if you were finessin' my style | |
But when I go to court, you know the dress of the trial | |
You not my wife, so if I ask head I be fowl | |
you better be down, the only question better be 'how' | |
Threaten' me now, bet me a thou, no dirl deadin' me now | |
In the SC we're gone, are you sexy in thongs | |
If you'll sex in the Lex and your head be the bomb | |
I'll get you that stuff that Gretzky skate on | |
(What you mean "Gretzky be on"?) Ice | |
(Oh you're gonna buy me diamonds?!) | |
Shut the fuck up | |
[Mase] | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire | |
[Cam'ron] | |
Yo, I love when cats think they bigger than a sumo | |
That when I hit 'em with some Puerto Rican judo | |
Uh, you don't know what that is | |
That's when I say "they don't know who gat this is" | |
(And you don't know) Yo' guns is hand me downs | |
(And you don't know) We'll put you where you can't be found | |
(And you don't know) You better toughin' up | |
(Cause you don't know) Nigga will fuckyou up | |
(And you don't know) Baby, we don't need you | |
And when it comes to 'Jimmy,' my name's 'me' too | |
'Cause when he got cash, I was like "me too" | |
And when he got ass I said "me too" | |
And when he got the drop I was like "me too" | |
And when he almost got shot I said "me too" | |
What you get now is just a preview | |
We all tinted out, your car's see-through | |
I see you | |
[Mase] | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire | |
[Cam'ron] | |
Aye yo, I pull to the hotel with my shit on blast | |
Tell the vally "Motherfucker don't hit my Jag" | |
Seen the bell boy, nigga he can kiss my ass | |
Just show me my room nigga, and get my bags | |
So the girl, that's my hon, almost dropped his glass | |
I guess he was shocked when I touched her ass | |
It really wasn't nothin' she was peedy aight | |
"Does that say Harlem World?" yeah you readin' it right | |
And we havin a party, later tonight | |
like Phil Collins said in "The Heat Of The Night" | |
'cause Cam rocks the party (All Night Long) | |
'Til when? ('Til the early morn') | |
It don't stop (and uh) it don't quit | |
(and uh) drop six (and uh) we pop Cris | |
Right now too tipsy to drive | |
but I got my horse and carriage right outside | |
[Mase] | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Michael Foster, Puffy Combs | |
Jimmy Jones, Mason Betha and Bloodshed for eva | |
And we gonna riiiiiise | |
And we gonna riiiiiise | |
And we gonna riiiiiise |
zuo ci : Giles | |
Aiyyo, you might see Cam in designer underwear | |
new reclining leather chair, reminders everywhere | |
how we pull up in whips, the minors stop and stare | |
and when it comes to girls, they behind us everywhere | |
I mean, when I hang up on ' em, they pressin' redial | |
I mean what the fuck is it, why you stressin' me child | |
It' d be one thing if you were finessin' my style | |
But when I go to court, you know the dress of the trial | |
You not my wife, so if I ask head I be fowl | |
you better be down, the only question better be ' how' | |
Threaten' me now, bet me a thou, no dirl deadin' me now | |
In the SC we' re gone, are you sexy in thongs | |
If you' ll sex in the Lex and your head be the bomb | |
I' ll get you that stuff that Gretzky skate on | |
What you mean " Gretzky be on"? Ice | |
Oh you' re gonna buy me diamonds?! | |
Shut the fuck up | |
Mase | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Horse and carriage, see my love' s for hire | |
Cam' ron | |
Yo, I love when cats think they bigger than a sumo | |
That when I hit ' em with some Puerto Rican judo | |
Uh, you don' t know what that is | |
That' s when I say " they don' t know who gat this is" | |
And you don' t know Yo' guns is hand me downs | |
And you don' t know We' ll put you where you can' t be found | |
And you don' t know You better toughin' up | |
Cause you don' t know Nigga will fuckyou up | |
And you don' t know Baby, we don' t need you | |
And when it comes to ' Jimmy,' my name' s ' me' too | |
' Cause when he got cash, I was like " me too" | |
And when he got ass I said " me too" | |
And when he got the drop I was like " me too" | |
And when he almost got shot I said " me too" | |
What you get now is just a preview | |
We all tinted out, your car' s seethrough | |
I see you | |
Mase | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Horse and carriage, see my love' s for hire | |
Cam' ron | |
Aye yo, I pull to the hotel with my shit on blast | |
Tell the vally " Motherfucker don' t hit my Jag" | |
Seen the bell boy, nigga he can kiss my ass | |
Just show me my room nigga, and get my bags | |
So the girl, that' s my hon, almost dropped his glass | |
I guess he was shocked when I touched her ass | |
It really wasn' t nothin' she was peedy aight | |
" Does that say Harlem World?" yeah you readin' it right | |
And we havin a party, later tonight | |
like Phil Collins said in " The Heat Of The Night" | |
' cause Cam rocks the party All Night Long | |
' Til when? ' Til the early morn' | |
It don' t stop and uh it don' t quit | |
and uh drop six and uh we pop Cris | |
Right now too tipsy to drive | |
but I got my horse and carriage right outside | |
Mase | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Horse and carriage, see my love' s for hire | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Michael Foster, Puffy Combs | |
Jimmy Jones, Mason Betha and Bloodshed for eva | |
And we gonna riiiiiise | |
And we gonna riiiiiise | |
And we gonna riiiiiise |
zuò cí : Giles | |
Aiyyo, you might see Cam in designer underwear | |
new reclining leather chair, reminders everywhere | |
how we pull up in whips, the minors stop and stare | |
and when it comes to girls, they behind us everywhere | |
I mean, when I hang up on ' em, they pressin' redial | |
I mean what the fuck is it, why you stressin' me child | |
It' d be one thing if you were finessin' my style | |
But when I go to court, you know the dress of the trial | |
You not my wife, so if I ask head I be fowl | |
you better be down, the only question better be ' how' | |
Threaten' me now, bet me a thou, no dirl deadin' me now | |
In the SC we' re gone, are you sexy in thongs | |
If you' ll sex in the Lex and your head be the bomb | |
I' ll get you that stuff that Gretzky skate on | |
What you mean " Gretzky be on"? Ice | |
Oh you' re gonna buy me diamonds?! | |
Shut the fuck up | |
Mase | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Horse and carriage, see my love' s for hire | |
Cam' ron | |
Yo, I love when cats think they bigger than a sumo | |
That when I hit ' em with some Puerto Rican judo | |
Uh, you don' t know what that is | |
That' s when I say " they don' t know who gat this is" | |
And you don' t know Yo' guns is hand me downs | |
And you don' t know We' ll put you where you can' t be found | |
And you don' t know You better toughin' up | |
Cause you don' t know Nigga will fuckyou up | |
And you don' t know Baby, we don' t need you | |
And when it comes to ' Jimmy,' my name' s ' me' too | |
' Cause when he got cash, I was like " me too" | |
And when he got ass I said " me too" | |
And when he got the drop I was like " me too" | |
And when he almost got shot I said " me too" | |
What you get now is just a preview | |
We all tinted out, your car' s seethrough | |
I see you | |
Mase | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Horse and carriage, see my love' s for hire | |
Cam' ron | |
Aye yo, I pull to the hotel with my shit on blast | |
Tell the vally " Motherfucker don' t hit my Jag" | |
Seen the bell boy, nigga he can kiss my ass | |
Just show me my room nigga, and get my bags | |
So the girl, that' s my hon, almost dropped his glass | |
I guess he was shocked when I touched her ass | |
It really wasn' t nothin' she was peedy aight | |
" Does that say Harlem World?" yeah you readin' it right | |
And we havin a party, later tonight | |
like Phil Collins said in " The Heat Of The Night" | |
' cause Cam rocks the party All Night Long | |
' Til when? ' Til the early morn' | |
It don' t stop and uh it don' t quit | |
and uh drop six and uh we pop Cris | |
Right now too tipsy to drive | |
but I got my horse and carriage right outside | |
Mase | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Horse and carriage, see my love' s for hire | |
Mamacita | |
Horse and carriage is for hire | |
Mamacita, please senorita | |
We gonna riiiiiiise to the top | |
Michael Foster, Puffy Combs | |
Jimmy Jones, Mason Betha and Bloodshed for eva | |
And we gonna riiiiiise | |
And we gonna riiiiiise | |
And we gonna riiiiiise |