Cam'ron

Cam'ron - Rockin And Rollin lyrics

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Cam'Ron: Killa Cam, So So Def
 JD: Y'all know, y'all know, y'all know, y'all know
 Cam: Untertainment, I'm here now, I'm here now
 Cam:
 Yo you wonder who I are, I guzzle up at the bar
 See me in the car, let's start with the double-R
 Range Rover, Rolls Royce, even got a rocky Roly
 See mo' ice than a hockey goalie
 Maybe eatin' guacamole
 I do it out
 Now I live it out
 Cars gotta whip 'em out
 Every year I get it out
 (Why?) I'll be long gone
 (Where?) Probably Hong Kong
 Girls wit they thong on
 I'm playin' Don Juan
 Drinkin' Sean John,
 Where the trau mon?
 You smoke weed, whatcha think girl?
 Uh-huh
 Start the car up, take her on a long ride
 She think my steerin' wheel on the wrong side
 No, I'm sorry
 This is the Ferrari
 Le Mon like Bacardi
 Rock like safari
 But, la di da di, we likes to party
 And every night believe we gonna leave wit somebody
 CHORUS
 We were rockin' and rollin'
 Now we roll it and smoke it
 On the phone and were jokin'
 While ya strollin' and hopin'
 For the tone that we spoke in
 And I know that ya open
 Pour some Branson, Lye
 Ha, a brand new five
 Hot man, God damn, Killa Cam we live
 Cam:
 Now come on girlfriend, I ain't no actin' willie
 So when you around me don't be actin' silly
 Accididdy, come on I got the baddest bitties
 Ass is pretty, like hos down in Magic City
 Now you smoke hos, with the coco
 Niggaz, say I'm loco
 Cuz I'm low-low from the po-pos
 Every night I stroke hos
 No-no to homos,
 F doin' promos
 I was def already, I just added the so-so
 Wherever we at, ready to act, betta be strapped
 Live the life around me whoever tell me to pat
 And when it comes to the cash bet I'm heavy wit that
 And if your man wanna bet, I bet he be set
 And your little girlfriend, she was wet off the bat
 From the Chevy Senette and yo I bet she be back
 For the one night stand, yeah the sex in the sack
 I ask her if she miss it then tell her to kiss it
 CHORUS
 Cam:
 Yo your girl around me is like sand to a beach, or a gram to a ki, or
 a
 branch to a tree
 Your money, is like my advance to a g
 And you'll see me and Lance in a V
 Actin' wild, Jimmy back me child
 How long you think an ounce gonna last me now?
 But I love when hos calls me the cat's meow (meow)
 Cuz I run up in 'em and I make they cat meow (meow)
 Are you hip to dive, how we dip to the drive?
 1/2 of my game, yo that shit be a lie
 But it's true about Duke, from the hoop to the five
 And I'm right behind ya in a coupe that we drive
 Baby am I slick, all your friends is sick
 To see me and my chicks in DKNY kicks
 And my click, we get the dank and bounce
 And put anotha half a mil in my bank account
 CHORUS
 JD:
 Untertainment, So So Def, collabo, you know, yeah
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Untertainment Records LLC

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Confessions of Fire (1998)

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