Boy Boy Lyrics - Come Home With Me - Cam'ron

Cam: What up boy, boy? 

Guy: Ain't nothin' boy, boy, it's good in the hood 

Cam: What's poppin' boy, boy? 

Guy: A lot of these cats fakin' jacks boy, boy 

My man Smit' over hear, he's got somethin' on his mind 

Cam: 'Sup Smitty? 

Guy: This kid Smitty is acting a little silly right 

now, boy, boy 

He don't understand this is real in the hood boy, boy 

Cam: Why you ain't smack boy, boy? 

Guy: Well he got somethin' on his mind, you know what I'm sayin'? 

I'm tryin' show a little love to him boy, boy, he need to understand 

I'm tryin' let 'em live boy, boy, this is real ya' understand? 

You need to stop playin' with me like that boy, boy 

Cam: Yeah, I'm a holla at nigga, boy, boy 

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Cops bagged me one night, looking for the blow 

Wen't from Bronxhouse to bookings, bookings to the show 

From the show to the crib, to the kitchen cookin' Os 

Kitchen to the car, to the street lookin' for Hos 

Lookin' for hos, to straight up baggin' one 

From my game in her brain, ain't no wagon, hun (Ain't no wagon bitch) 

From the wagon, garage to the house 

Dinnin' room, kitchen, kitchen to the couch 

Couch to the bedroom, my dick's in her mouth 

Bedroom to front door, this bitch getting out (See ya') 

Front door, to "You know where the Jacuzzi is?" 

Dress cooley, but usually the Coogi kid, bouchie kid 

Tell ya boo-bee, a doo-bee did 

She a houchie groupie Cooley is 

Who am I? Come on, can't be for-reala 

Went from Cam to Killa, killa to scrilla, Gorilla 

From killa to Sky-Scrappers, from sky-scrappers 

High papers, that's my nature 

Do five you now, y'all die later 

Come to your wake, look at you; "Hi hater" 

From the wake to lot, another boogie 

From the lot to the hill, to cop somethin' ugly (Ugly) 

From the hill to that state Dakota 

From Dakota to the corna, get that bakin' soda, KILLA 

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Yo, where you from dog? Harlem boy, boy 

Oh this nigga getting' money? Holla boy, boy 

Oh this cat over front? Fuck boy, boy 

He keep that shit up.fucking drop boy, boy 

Oh you got that hydro? You lyin' boy, boy 

If you need that dope, though? We got boy, boy 

But watch your back... from the cops' boy, boy 

Cause they paper? They wanna stop boy, boy 

Aiyoo, I heard you out there shorty.slingin' boy, boy 

Oh MY god, oh boy, boy 

Be careful of the motherfuckin' boys, boy 

Me though? I run THEM boys, boy 

Lloyd, Floyd, Roy, Soy, Black Bridicks 

Bitches too, joy toy, what 

Cat like you? Call you a Gladiator 

Give her oral, and you happy, Glad-he-ate-her (Stupid) 

Put? on the pussy, she a masturbator 

Put my dick in her mouth, that's what fascinate her 

I'm a legendary now, past the player, past the player 

Got the rock? Pass that player 

I'm like Betty Crocker with cake, that's in layers 

I had city issues before, ask the mayor (Ask him) 

He said "Cam'ron, please stop this crack behavior" 

(Shut the fuck up, man) 

He ain't know '96, I had a knack for Gators 

I come through, laugh at haters, bitches too 

Wanna act, setback, relax a player 

Cause all these hos jelly you hard 

When your purlieus are hard 

And the Chanel, Sklies to Scarfs 

I stick to their stomachs, their belly's will barf 

And I take them to the telly where their belly will force 

"Why fucking me like that? Calm down that's my uterus 

my serfix, my ovaries" Relax, I'm doin' this 

Welcome to exclusiveness 

You about to take a week off, the ultimate freak off 

Hit Jimmy, Jeulz, Sean, and Zek off 

Wait a minute ma', wipe that cum on your cheek OFF 

I hate me a filthy ho, but I like me a silly ho 

That way you really blow 

Havin' to fuck cats, she don't really know 

Then take all her money; you don't feel me, though 

You don't understand my pimp-ery 

You love them you got sympathy, fuck that, I'm into me 

Yo, where you from dog? Harlem boy, boy 

Oh this nigga getting' money? Holla boy, boy 

Oh this cat over front? Fuck boy, boy 

He keep that shit up.fucking drop boy, boy 

Oh you got that hydro? You lyin' boy, boy 

If you need that dope, though? We got boy, boy 

But watch your back... from the cops boy, boy 

Cause they paper? They wanna stop boy, boy