White Girls Lyrics - Killa Season - Cam'ron

Killa, lemme tell you 'bout my wifey real quick 

Had her wifed up that's what's in and shit ya dig 

Tell you 'bout it 

Yo, she took me out my stinkin' aces to the pinkest bracelet 

Basics to basics, no way you could think I'm racist 

Got a white, girl, tell you that she's quite thorough 

Borough to borough, flew me through this white world 

From Columbia then she moved to Canada 

Now she live in Harlem, writing, you could say I manage her 

Met her in '90, Jayvel was the damager 

I wasn't understanding her, everyone was a friend of her 

That was confusing her, he was abusing her 

That wasn't new to her, bought me a luger brah' 

Of course, of course, never had intercourse 

Of course, of course, without her wouldn't have been a boss 

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I would flip for my mama, got me getting my commas 

Paid for my 1st va-ca, a trip to Bahamas 

Swam in the ocean, I was dishin' pirannas 

That's my girl girl, yup so give her some honor 

Poppa had a dream 

Poppa had a dream 

Poppa had a dream 

Oh, yes he did 

My pride and joy, called her butter 

When she bake a cake, I told her we be lovers 

She live with me right, I hide her from my mother 

See she wouldn't understand I'm supplyin' the gutta, no 

I let my baby hang outside with the brothers 

Come back, cake on the bed, the size of the covers 

Shot 5 with a sucka, another 5 with a trucker 

Took a hit without paying, get a dime for my butter 

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That's my holy ma-momma, second only to 'ganja 

But I did watch her, played Tony Montana 

Here's a queelo, yep, she'll be back 

For them peso's, yep, she'll be crack 

Rocks so bright, money so right 

I got 7 workers, she's snow white 

And you know the steez, I met the ocean breeze 

Killa Cam hand to hand with cocoa leafs 

And it's, it's them boys, we get dough 

Ask a fiend 'cause they know 

And don't be shy, where to lie? Yessiry 

We get high fa'sho, dipset, let's ride 

Poppa had a dream 

Poppa had a dream 

(Killa) 

Poppa had a dream 

Oh, yes he did 

McGoo said, "That the bird's the word 

But the fur Byrd gang flip bird's on curbs" 

And, it's ya, homey thunny, I got a pony dummy 

Phoney's clone me, calm down, I'm only money 

Like Prince Akee, you the servant semi 

Living Martin's dream as I burn a hemi 

Not concerned with many, got my girl here 

When it come to money, shit, I'm burning plenty 

And poppa had a dream 

Poppa had a dream 

Poppa had a dream 

Oh, yes he did 

Poppa had a dream 

Poppa had a dream 

Poppa had a dream 

Oh, yes he did 

And it's, it's them boys, we get dough 

Ask a fiend 'cause they know 

And and don't be shy, where to lie? Yessiry 

We get high fa'sho, dipset, let's ride