Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get 'Em Girls, artist - Cam'Ron. Date of issue: 14.04.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get 'Em Girls |
| I get the boasters boasting, I get computers puting |
| Y’all get shot at, call me, I do the shooting |
| I do the recruiting, I tutor the students |
| I nurture they brain, I’m moving the movement |
| Whether buddist or budah, that’s judist or juda |
| I got luger to ruger, hit from +Roota to Toota+ |
| Chick from hooter to hooter, I put two in producers |
| I’m the real boss story, the hoolah of hoosiers |
| I rock mostly dosey, I roll mostly dololy |
| I’ll leave you wholy, holy, you’ll say Holy Moly |
| Here come the coroner get 'em, play Rolly Poley |
| I’ll tell you true stories, how I coldly hold heat |
| When it’s repping time, I get on extra grind |
| Fried to fricassee, pepperseed to pepperdine |
| Jeff Hamilton, +Genesis+, leather time |
| Bitches say I’m the man, I tell 'em Nevermind |
| They getting nice, they got some ice |
| Let’s get the dice and roll 'em (get 'em girls) |
| They getting chips, they flippin’bricks |
| Get the Rots and Pits, tell 'em (get 'em girls) |
| See acting fiesty, getting shiesty |
| Call her wifey, tell her (get 'em girls) |
| Just lay back, get your face slapped |
| We at the race track, eight stacks (get 'em girl) |
| You acting funny nigga, come dumb, dumby nigga |
| Killa keeps twenty blikers (I'm getting money nigga) |
| So you should move away, or join the dude in Play |
| Hey, so you can say (I'm getting money nigga) |
| First pal up in the rare, I style up in my gear |
| Stallion of the year, medallions in my ear |
| Whips on my fists, houses on my wrists |
| Your budget on my neck, your spouse on my dick |
| Posters on the wall, posted on my balls |
| Dick in her mouth, I tell her (I'm getting money nigga) |
| Y’all faking the fizzle, I’m caking for shizzle |
| Fuck a Sizzler steak, my steak stay sizzled |
| Eight, boom, boom, my ace boon coon |
| Shake, bake, skate, vroom, vroom (We getting money nigga) |
| Seventh to eighth, zoom, zoom, boom, boom tune |
| For I get like that boom, boom room (I'm getting money nigga) |
| Wreck 'N Effects, zoom, zoom, meh poon, poon |
| Since the movie Cacoon, had my uzi, platooned (I'm getting money nigga) |
| They getting nice, they got some ice |
| Let’s get the dice and roll 'em (get 'em girls) |
| They getting chips, they flippin’bricks |
| Get the Rots and Pits, tell 'em (get 'em girls) |
| See acting fiesty, getting shiesty |
| Call her wifey, tell her (get 'em girls) |
| Just lay back, get your face slapped |
| We at the race track, eight stacks (get 'em girl) |
| My team is the Goonies we where seen with buffonies |
| Toonies, best dressed, stay up in Nemis, and Bloomies |
| Want to hit it from the back, she agreed that I’m looney |
| But proceeded to moon me (I'm getting money nigga) |
| Baby, BS in honey do, Cam, Vs 1 and 2 |
| I’ll help you get your son out of P. S. 22 |
| Get him a maury flow, from the maury show |
| Fuck around, y’all gonna be up on the Maury Show |
| He in bootcamp, you on food stamps |
| Welfare, no healthcare, a true tramp |
| And I’m lockey, lockey, leave you pokey, pokey |
| No Rice a Roni, that’s the Okey, Dokey |
| Me and Toby homie, make you do the hokey pokey |
| Pull the pound, up and down, turn yourself around shorty |
| Here’s some weed, burn yourself a pound whodie |
| Here’s a map, go load yourself a town, sporty |
| I was down forty, now I’m up fifty |
| Buck fifty, buck quickly, who could fuck with me? |
| Killa |
| They getting nice, they got some ice |
| Let’s get the dice and roll 'em (get 'em girls) |
| They getting chips, they flippin’bricks |
| Get the Rots and Pits, tell 'em (get 'em girls) |
| See acting fiesty, getting shiesty |
| Call her wifey, tell her (get 'em girls) |
| Just lay back, get your face slapped |
| We at the race track, eight stacks (get 'em girl) |