Bum Bum Lyrics - Cam'ron

{Woman singing} 

You tink all a bum bum 

Yuh know dis to all Jamaicans 

Yuh nuh live in Solomon fashion, ya know 

Tell me seh one ting Nancy can't understand 

A one ting Nancy can't understand 

Wha make dem a talk 'bout me ambitions 

So I make who dem a talk 'bout me ambitions 

Cau' me seh some of dem a ask me where me get it from 

Ta some of dem a ask me where me get it from 

I told dem "nuh know" it's fun creation 

I told dem "nuh know" it's a fun creation 

Bum Bum ay you 

Me want ta Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum ay 

Me want ta Bum Bum 

Ta want yah Bum Bum 

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Verse 1 

Cam'ron: 

Yo, who wanna rump wit' us, bump wit' us, guns a buss 

It's fun to us, run to us, pump, jump, come, yuh tough 

I'm a loco head, that leave you so so dead 

Black Caddy, beef patty for that coco bread 

Waddup Leon, Tito, Kurt, Coco Dread 

Fuck Robocop, we fill 'em up with robo-lead 

Gal need advice, told her we can eat a bite 

Ate the oxtails, you can keep the rice 

You should be polite, I told her that she need a life 

I'm not a cop but trust, I can read ya right 

What's yo' story, Gator told Maury 

You stay gettin' dug out, Joe Torry 

This beat here remind me of Flatbush 

Rube bwoy act up, blat, get his cap pushed 

So, Naffa gang, Kuffa Gang, cool for gain 

Ay stop it mane, stupid chain, move again 

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Hook 

{Woman singing}: 

Bum Bum ay you 

Me want ta Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum ay 

Me want ta Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum ay 

Me want ta Bum Bum 

Verse 2 

Penz: 

I'ma relax with the haze in back of the stage 

And shit I smoke the same color as Saint Patrick's Parade 

Yeah, keep a Mac and a gauge packin', attackin' wit' rage 

Stackin' and mackin' until they put my ass back in the cave 

I'm actually brave, this beats easy to cook 

I'm on my Peter Pan shit, I don't need me a Hook 

Got 100 of bars, spittin', I done it with stars 

You ain't gotta take my shirt off to see none of my scars 

I was locked down, 500 Pearl Street 

Look now, Nextel, 500 girls deep 

And ya girl a freak cuz the kid handle green 

But she wax, shorty breath smell like tangerines 

F defense, homeboy handle me 

4-5th'll have ya ass shakin' like a tambourine 

Where is son from, all I need is one gun 

Prospect, Penz, Dipset with the Bum Bum 

Hook 

{Woman singing}: 

Bum Bum ay you 

Me want ta Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum ay 

Me want ta Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum ay 

Me want ta Bum Bum, ay you 

{Woman singing} 

Tell me seh want ta Bum Bum 

THIS WOMAN 

I never trouble, no 

I'm a lady, I'm not a man 

MC is my ambition 

I come fi nice up Jamaicans 

So Bum Bum 

Seh want ta Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum 

Bum Bum Bilam, Bum Bum ay you 

Tell me seh one ting Nancy can't understand