Lyrics Calm Down - Cam'Ron

Calm Down

Yo 1 question, where U know Me from?
On 40 Duce, got cought with that loaded gun
Sereal scratched Cop Killa U know tha gun, only fear I had wouldn’t know My Son.
Would of told My Son, who tha hell could doubt Me, rather see Me in a cell
then they tell U bout Me
In DC yo, they cought Me sippin (drunk), at tha light 1 howard night they
cought Me slippin, couple shots, took off skippin, co-operate nah My name ain’t
Rico (U got Me fucked up!)
Look Chico, Killa tryin to duck tha repo, racketeering, steering + tub prodigo
What up Amigo, yeah key pasa, New Yetty is My City Mi Casa
Sqeeze?
calm down, no need, nada
They’re desert apple pie, peach cobbler
Get tha cool whip, I keep tha tool gripped, got guns that’s longer than a pool
stick, the front gate, tha backyard & pool sick but when tha Jewels drip I’m a
fool Dip
Strip club in tha crib not just a pole, lights flash mirrors up,
disco ball (tha whole shabang) & I just go ball
Act skitzo ya’ll, dude 7ft ask how I get so tall
(Hook:)
Somebody better pray 4 em B4 I get feed up & I lay 4
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down!, Wooh-sah
Uh!
Somebody better warn tha kid B4 I call 4 a breach & I storm tha Crib!
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down!, Wooh-sah
Uh!
Crack, I wrap it in plastic, pass it
CDs I wrap it in plastic Classic (classic)
Atheus, Muslim, Catholic, Baptist respect all (respect all) math on mathematics
(Wow)
Mastered My craft cashed in from the tatics
Moving forward they say My ass is backwards (how is that?)
Sit back, relax laugh at the bastards (lol)
Show em how We ball with out having a basket
But your family, they gonna be acting dramatic
«Look a You BooHoo!
«as they passin Your casket
Rumor had it, you got attacked by a savage (animal sounds), true story,
his melon got cracked 4 tha cabbage
Like UPS yeah I’m back to My tatics (back 2 it)
Get it anywhere, I’ll even plaster a package
The Feds check every FedEx (that's true)
Fuck tha stash box put in your head rest & I’ll come to your door,
where your head rest, I Don’t understand no give Me a yes, Yes!
Huh!
I don’t even know what maybe mean, Young Girls Lip Gloss Old Chicks Maybelline
Mid 20's Mami, pull out your Mac stick, Me I’m still on the corner with chapped
lips (chapped lips) I ain’t even got a 80cent Chapstick but I
Got a 2 piece & you’ll get jacked Quick!
(Hook:)
Somebody better pray 4 em B4 I get feed up & I lay 4
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down!, Wooh-sah
Uh!
Somebody better warn tha kid B4 I call 4 a breach & I storm tha Crib!
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down, Wooh-sah
Calm down!, Wooh-sah