Cam'ron - Why Don't We Fall in Love (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Cam'Ron] Yo this is the Roc-a-Fella remix k**a Cam man you what it is, Dipset [Verse 1: Amerie] (Cam'Ron) So many things I'm goin through (What you goin through?) So much that I wanna do (What?) It's startin to become so clear to me (Uh huh) Tomorrow ain't really guaranteed (Right) So many days I've thought of you, It's about time you knew the truth (Holla then) Got to act quickly you and I (Uh huh) And fall in love so many reasons why [Hook: Amerie] (Cam'Ron) Why don't we (So why don't we) don't we Why don't we, why don't we, why don't we fall in love (Slow down ma) Why don't we fall in love (I got to get to know you first you know) It's so many reason (It's alot of reasons) It's the only thing that matters to me Why don't we fall in love (Holla at me though!) [Verse 2: Amerie] (Cam'Ron) It takes such a load off to let you know That your the only one I never want to go Things I never did now I want to do (That's sweet) A love I never felt now I feel for you (How cute) Why don't I just swallow each and every ounce of my pride (You know what you gettin into right?) Everything you do I wanna feel again, ain't no use for us to pretend (Ok) [Hook: Amerie] (Cam'Ron) Why don't we, don't we, why don't we (You asked for it) Why don't we Why don't we fall in love (You know what you dealin with right?) We, we can't we fall Why don't we, why don't we (Yeah, yeah) Why don't we fall in love Oh! Fall in love......Yeah Come with me, tomorrow ain't guaranteed, oh! baby let's be Baby, let's be Why don't we, why don't we, why don't we fall in love (k**a, Uh, Holla, Uh, Uh) Why don't we, why don't we (Oh!) why don't we fall in love (Fall in love, I don't even know you, what's your name?) [Verse 3: Cam'Ron] (Amerie) Fall in love why cause you see the Florida plates? Explorin the states, seven forty five a quarter to eight Nah, not that Accord to the race Enough malt liquor I'm cordial with grapes You still get slaughtered and raped, camcorded and taped Come uptown see the dogs and the apes All the nasty little heffers with sores on they face We keep the base in the Ford's and the safe But everything will pour into place, forget your tour and your dates Hit Greyhound with raw on your waist Now your seemin leary, but your jeans are theory Sweatsuit juciy ma your mean ya hear me Wanna fall in love, well install the plug Dope, I sold all them d** Hollows, cop k**ers, seen all those slugs East, west, south, seen all those thugs (Why don't we why don't we) Just slow down a bit, hit the town and split And dealin with k**a that mean you dealin with k**ers My hooks are bananas the team is gorillas, holla! [Outro: Cam'Ron] Dipset, k**a Cam, Amerie, Taliban, R-O-C, get your boy man