We Make Change' Lyrics - Killa Season - Cam'ron

(feat. Juelz Santana) 

PEOPLE LIEEEE I DON'T KNOW WHYYY 

AND THEN THEY DIEEEE AND MOTHERS CRYYYY 

AND I CAN'T FIIIIND MY ALIBIII IT'S SO SO FLYYY... IT'S DIPSET DIPSET! 

(Cam'Ron:) What up Ja 

(Lil Ja:) What up? 

(Cam:) What's the deal? 

(Lil Ja:) Nothing... Cam you can't be feeding niggaz 

(Cam:) Why not? 

(Lil Ja:) Cause they don't appreciate shit... 

I guess they gon learn when they get in they car, start it up and BOOM! 

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(Verse 1: Cam'Ron) 

KILLA! YO! 

I'm official nice (nice), y'all niggaz Fisher Price (price) 

Fuck "trout" you bout... let's "fish for ice"! 

This a risk that's light, get it right the vicious price ($50, 000) 

Plus my kicks are Nike... this what the bitches like 

Like ya bitch and wife, and sister might get tonight 

Mister right, kissed her right... make sure that her lips get white 

She don't suck nothing, buzzen but she lick it nice 

She a hummer, nah plumber she can "twist the pipe" 

When I was fifteen, BANG BANG, I call my moms. 

cell, she snorting long... that don't even correspond 

All the Ganj, all is gone... just came from Autobon 

Came back with the foreign palm... I'LL HOLLAAAA! 

Shit... before I go berserk, jerk when I sold it hurt 

Eurth told me go to school... nah bitch go to work 

And gave the coldest smirk, right after she stole my work 

(where you going with my shit?!?!) 

And the nerve to hold her purse... I'LL HOLLAAAA! 

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(HOOK) 

(Juelz:) WE MAKE CHANGE-YAY... 

WE SLANG YAY. 

IT SOUND LIKE MERENGUE LIKE AY AY AY AYYY! 

(Cam'Ron:) AND WE CRAZY HOLMES. 

.380 HOLMES. 

TO YA BABY'S DOME... BANG BANG BANG BANG BOOM! 

(Juelz:) AND WE BOMB LIKE "LA BOMBA" WITH BOMBERS SEND BOMBERS TO BOMB YA WITH BOMBS 

AND THEY BOMB YA 

(Cam'Ron:) AND THE LADIES, THEY LAY ME, THEY CRAZY 

THEY LOVE ME, THEY HATE ME, LIKE... AY AY AY AYYYY! 

(Verse 2: Cam'Ron) 

Ok... here go the rundown, niggaz gonna run down, tell you put ya gun down 

Puff puff puff, shutdown, uptown, in the house, hollaback, going around, done clown 

I'ma do this fast or slow when I rap or when I bag a O 

When I wrap that... pass that, catch that, fast that... motherfuckers had to know! 

OH OH!... I'm about that cornbread, believe me I'm beyond dead 

I do this for blood sheed, do it for Bloodshed, Derrick Michael Armstead 

Me and him soul to soul, if you bowl ya fold, better slow ya role 

Before ya role get popped and them hoes is hot from pole to pole! (WOOO!) 

Lemme slow it up (why?), so y'all can cope in touch 

I'm heroine and sex in one... dope as fuck 

I'm hoping I'm roping the trojan 

and go in the hole and open it up... if not dog I'm choking the slut 

Am I poking or what? You got to figure dog 

The game in a chicken wing, stupid "figure four" 

I'm that nigga y'all... I just ball, best dressed, dress fresh, oh yes YES Y'ALL! 

(HOOK)