Cam'ron - Come See k**a lyrics

See Duke It's two type of n***as It's n***as that do the talking And the n***as that they talk about I'm the n***a that they talk about And it's unfortunate Due to the circumstances of your tax bracket You don't comprehend half the sh** that's going on Stop chasing me and chase the mothaf**in money Oh I forgot I am the mothaf**in money (ha ha! ) -verse 1- Yeah The Five is amazing One question, why would you race him (why?) Ride wit Jamaicans, slide wit the Haitians Pies we bake 'em, lives we take 'em (take 'em) That's right, cyberspace (space) No wire fiber you can trace (nope) Yall know what happens when a bear comes out of hibernation (Grrrrrr) Pick up Sanaa Lathan Try to embrace her, fly with the statements Live from the pavement, slide wit the bacon Guns in the ceiling, pies in the basement Eight shots, why would I waste 'em Eight digits my equation Bring the Hummer through, not the number two But I bet this number Nine will erase him A buncha crybabies I'm fly, baby And f** the traffic, I'm still trafficking on I-80 (Daytona) Getting back from Arizona In a car with bad aroma Make it look pretty, I make it to city, this weed'll put yo a** in a coma Got cla**, no Diploma Just ask, I'm the owner Get your girl a gla** of Corona (and) And watch how fast I bone her Am I offending yall With my spending yall I'm sorry, Yellow Ferrari That's the Lemon oil Lookin' through the headlights, runnin' through the red lights, f** it I'm dead nice The time this song is over, it'll be on every website (goddamn) I'm a psycho, HELP (help) End your life gone well I Put him in the ocean, tell 'em start swimmin' Hurry up Michael Phelps Ain't no gold medals, (Nope) Just some Rose Gold (Ice! ) Y'all n***as gone old (Damn! ) Drinkin' 'Old Gold' (sh**! ) Got the vest and the chrome, I'm Rocky like Sylvester Stallone Phone home, goddamn, yall shoulda left him alone! (k**a! ) When the smoke right And the dope nice And the coke price, is low like your hoe wife Come see k**a (yeah) Come see k**a (yeah) Come see k**a (yeah), we'll get skrilla When you can make bail, or escape jail Come to my block, Ahk, I'm having a cake sale Yeah it's k**a (Yeah! ) Yeah it's k**a (Yeah! ) Yeah it's k**a (Yeah! ), I get skrilla -verse 2- Doggy, don't play foul With that old fake smile Play with me, you'll be on A&E:'Cold Case Files' Y'all know I won't lay down Go straight rounds Okay clown Throw cake around, I'm like a earthquake, I hope they hold they ground Try to crush in the Blue thing, like Mac 10 we rush and we 'hoo bang' I'm from 40th n***a, I sold dust to your set Sold coke to your moms, got it from Miami Gave Mitch Green three bundles after that eye jammie Sold liquors Sold Blickers Sold some houses too Sold crack, sold hoes, sold pounds, sold pills They were powder blue Powder too Our crew will shower you, in a hour or two I'm puffin' on piff Taste delish But I sell that sour too You know how I do Mami like 'nah ' nah boo Shut up and take this dick, you make me sick with the 'ah ah oooh' How can I lose? Four thou for the shoes Twelve thou for the wooz (that's liquor) Eighty thou on a cruise (boat!) Nine hundred thou on the j**els, wait No, in fact a Million That chain a Hundred thousand that I gave to Katt Williams (what up Katt?) That's my jigga n***a What up Mofarelli? The sh** I'm brewing up, I swear it's gonna hurt they bellies They gon be sick of me No help from Penicillin It's time to get it straight, and separate the men from children Got the Benz wit the rims, the Tims wit the brims, my fitted hat A Black Sheep, yo Get wit this or get with that! When the smoke right And the dope nice And the coke price, is low like your hoe wife Come see k**a (yeah) Come see k**a (yeah) Come see k**a (yeah), we'll get skrilla When you can make bail, or escape jail Come to my block, Ahk, I'm having a cake sale Yeah it's k**a (Yeah! ) Yeah it's k**a (Yeah! ) Yeah it's k**a (Yeah! ), I get skrilla