Vado - Hey Muma lyrics

[Verse 1 - Cam'ron] k**a! Yo, girl: get a notepad (for what?) You ain't got no swag! And you so fine...it's so sad Still riding coach, need a Coach bag Let me coach you, no Coach tags (what does that mean?) Get rid of that Coach bag! And listen, I ain't trying to throw jabs (Damn!) Why you gettin so mad?! Only one that deal with Cam is a queen Louis handbags, Alexander McQueen Yeah, stand up I'm mean For how I handle my team, clean Harlem n***as don't wear sandals with jeans Car, scale, gun: I can handle the Beam Nickel, dime, twenties...I can handle the fiends So...hey Muma, que pasa? I'm water, baby: agua [Hook] Hey yo, muma! I'm saying Can I come over? Cause I'm not playing Bend your a** over, uh, I'm not waiting And if I'm sober, I'm blazing. Hey! [Verse 2 - Vado] Hold up, (*spit sound* khat tou) let the Slime spit Need these first three rows, let my slimes sit Icy, make it hard to see the time tick Me and my fine chicks, with gla**es of wine, lit Your money can't provide this "Hi miss" the answer's "yes, your Highness" "Try this! Only I can supply this" Reply this, you'll only see me in fly ish If I don't know you, I hope not to Trying to play a tough role? I'm like "not you" Earl Boykins I'm D Rose: I got you Under the sun is where we pose We hot, duke What I did to the booth We spinning in the coupe While UN members salute I'mma keep it trill: I'm the living proof Telling me to chill is like stoppin' Kemba to shoot [Hook] [Verse 3 - Cam'ron] In the hood where I creep trying to hook me a freak Want to see what girl around here could put me to sleep Could mean a hotel, could mean a suite Could mean tuition, could mean a Jeep! Damn those bougie-a** women When we jump out of Lambos Car, neck, hand froze Damn, yo! Cameras, stand, pose Therefore, watch her ‘fore Cam goes [Vado] She go down, I'm tryna get the top Me, Lee, ? and chop How to hit the block: e, weed, piff, and rock Before the DT's get the watch The neighbors watch, all day switching spots I'm in the hood like (muma) What's really, whats good (Franck Muller) Gun 50, black hood (same shooter) Blowing sticky black wood (straight ruler) [Hook]