Testo Hey Lady - Cam'ron
Testo della canzone Hey Lady (Cam'ron), tratta dall'album Purple Haze
Killa (Dipset)
Jim Jones (uh-huh)
My man DJ Nasty in the house tonight (c'mon)
Let's get right to it
C'mon
(Hey, lady)
I know you heard me in British Raj (Raj)
But I get you bracelets 'til your wrist is throbbed (throbbed)
Just kiss the knob (knob)
And put your meat on my stick like a shish kebab
(Hey, lady)
Out mingling, heard that I blingy-bling (bling)
But I run the circus like ring-a-ling (ring-a-ling)
I'm the king of things (things)
And your man, he a homo like Jangle Leg, Jangle Leg
(Lady)
That's life, hit 'em with the pow-ping (ping)
Pow, pow, Forty five, loud thing (thing)
Look, wild thing (thing), I do wild things (things)
Make China stretch like Yao Ming
(Hey, lady)
Ching-chong, ma ga hai ah, chow mein (chow mein)
I'm bilingual, ma, I don't need a nickel, naw (naw)
Oh, you tickled, ma? (Oh), 'cause your nipples, huh? (Huh?)
Comin' through your shirt (shirt), nearly ripped your bra
(Hey, lady)
And I see the hate in your eyes, damn, them boys is too fly
It's the way we roll up, rims all swole up, ice all froze up, sing (hey)
And why y'all actin' surprised? Like we don't sell them pies
It's the way we hold up, papi, hold up, mami, roll up, sing (hey, lady)
I know it's school and work
But you need to be schooled in work (come on)
Put my tool to work (work)
I'm feelin' your shoes, your purse
You get low on dough, refuel the first
(Hey, lady)
I don't need you high like I'm high (nah)
But, shit, I need you fly like I'm fly (yes)
Fresh, Louis Vuitton ankle (ankle)
Pastel, Louis Vuitton rainbow
(Hey, lady)
Threw on the Kangol, threw on Durangos (uh-huh)
Not from the 'Nati but threw on the Bengals
Moved on an angle (angle)
Like a bull and matador, the two gon' tangle (tangle)
(Hey, lady)
Shake your body, mami (mami), move your body, hottie (hottie)
It's true I'm kamikaze, I move in a Maserati ('serati)
They all polly-polly, rude boy, dolly-dolly (dolly)
I don't talk like they squalie, mami
(Hey, lady)
And I see the hate in your eyes, damn, them boys is too fly
It's the way we roll up, rims all swole up, ice all froze up, sing (hey)
And why y'all actin' surprised? Like we don't sell them pies
It's the way we hold up, papi, hold up, mami, roll up, sing (killa, hey, lady)
Lady, dry your panties (dry 'em)
Damn, she wanna write her family (write her family)
Tell 'em that I'm a diaper dandy
And I got all type of candy (for your nose)
(Hey, lady)
What's that, Victoria's Secret?
Here's La Perla (Perla), come peep it (peep it)
This lingerie that you could honor, ayy
Wonder Woman, woo-wee, go on, play (hey, lady)
Like Cam watch, like Cam ring (ring)
Like Cam chain (chain), like Cam bling
Heard Cam sing (come on), if a damn fling
Goddamn, ma'am, not a damn thing (hey, lady)
And I see the hate in your eyes, damn, them boys is too fly
It's the way we roll up, rims all swole up, ice all froze up, sing (hey, lady)
And why y'all actin' surprised? Like we don't sell them pies
It's the way we hold up, papi, hold up, mami, roll up, sing (hey)
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Writer(s): Larry Troutman, Roger Troutman, Ezekiel Jiles, Frank Visosky, Victor Babb
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