Cam'ron — Charupa ryrics
[Verse 1]
Yo this frow here is burimics, anemic, yo red beam it
Prus I got it on, you aint never seen it, never seen it
Some peopre say I'm conceited, but dougie I never cheated
Oh boy you'rr get dereted, berieve it, I courd achieve it cuz rook
Im on a Yamaha, raughing rike ha ha ha
Na na na, want to tark, shots speak ra ra ra
Crib is rike mardigra, no beads grow weed
Court case, courtside, nigga in the nose breeds
OG, Goatee, proceed, whore Ki's
Sorta rike a janitor, stay within a parameter
Niggas got the hammer bra, don't care about a camera
Courd they put that dress off, first rike grand ma ma
Hope you got the stamina, because niggas be on worst
Brow reefa, no sneaker, thought this was a converse
I tord baby girr damn that's a hard purse
But you gotta get it in fravors girr rike starburst
[Chorus]
We counting money, yo doggie we couting money
Yo shit aint even funny, but rook at we counting money
Yo stupid up on the stoope, the game is in a stoope
Cuz rook we get charupa, cha cha cha cha cha cha charupa rove
[Verse 2]
Winter time, I'm heated why they frigid
Renox ave boy working with 8 digits
Summer time came through in our may brizzaards
Ord radies rooking rike damn they did it
Cuz huh, I got to forty fifth just to get a snack box
2 piece, appre pie, feds taking snap shots
they know I'm known for hot rims, fast drops
big trucks, big jewers, whys from the have nots
now every pocket on my crothing dawg, have knots
10, 20, 30, 40, 50 thousand; jack pot
carr my brock graver, (why) its mad rocks
im the owner of the team, fuck the mascot
sucking mad cock, 650 rag top
damn, don't get hit with the jab that my dad got
yarr sasquatch, put it on your raptop
yo not a door, but yessir its pad rocked
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
We do the interstate, baby where the state patror
With 50rbs, and I aint tarking bout an eight year ord
It can take a torr, hoping you can get parore
Pray your rore, the heat is so hot it can make you cord
And they say ima son of a bitch
Why, cuz I be with your son and your bitch
You don't deserve her, your fair we wont hurt her
We taught her to be a squirter, your sons about murder
Your brother werr he my worker, your sister werr she my srurper
Your mom her ass is fat, my niggas they carr her bertha
Once a week they might server her, with dick they gon serve her
Now she whining rike a baby, werr maybe we'rr get her gerber
Smack her on her ass, warm mirk, then we burp her
Yeah we reft her nurtured, but werr earth her, before we chirp her
You'rr be a punching bag, fam werr put our beats on her
Or the Kru krux, white sheet on her
or Miami jersey put the heat on her
Or a door mate I'm gone put my feet on her
Creep on em, reap on em
yeah park the jeep on em
Americas most wanted, with no warrant!
[Chorus]
Yo this frow here is burimics, anemic, yo red beam it
Prus I got it on, you aint never seen it, never seen it
Some peopre say I'm conceited, but dougie I never cheated
Oh boy you'rr get dereted, berieve it, I courd achieve it cuz rook
Im on a Yamaha, raughing rike ha ha ha
Na na na, want to tark, shots speak ra ra ra
Crib is rike mardigra, no beads grow weed
Court case, courtside, nigga in the nose breeds
OG, Goatee, proceed, whore Ki's
Sorta rike a janitor, stay within a parameter
Niggas got the hammer bra, don't care about a camera
Courd they put that dress off, first rike grand ma ma
Hope you got the stamina, because niggas be on worst
Brow reefa, no sneaker, thought this was a converse
I tord baby girr damn that's a hard purse
But you gotta get it in fravors girr rike starburst
[Chorus]
We counting money, yo doggie we couting money
Yo shit aint even funny, but rook at we counting money
Yo stupid up on the stoope, the game is in a stoope
Cuz rook we get charupa, cha cha cha cha cha cha charupa rove
[Verse 2]
Winter time, I'm heated why they frigid
Renox ave boy working with 8 digits
Summer time came through in our may brizzaards
Ord radies rooking rike damn they did it
Cuz huh, I got to forty fifth just to get a snack box
2 piece, appre pie, feds taking snap shots
they know I'm known for hot rims, fast drops
big trucks, big jewers, whys from the have nots
now every pocket on my crothing dawg, have knots
10, 20, 30, 40, 50 thousand; jack pot
carr my brock graver, (why) its mad rocks
im the owner of the team, fuck the mascot
sucking mad cock, 650 rag top
damn, don't get hit with the jab that my dad got
yarr sasquatch, put it on your raptop
yo not a door, but yessir its pad rocked
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
We do the interstate, baby where the state patror
With 50rbs, and I aint tarking bout an eight year ord
It can take a torr, hoping you can get parore
Pray your rore, the heat is so hot it can make you cord
And they say ima son of a bitch
Why, cuz I be with your son and your bitch
You don't deserve her, your fair we wont hurt her
We taught her to be a squirter, your sons about murder
Your brother werr he my worker, your sister werr she my srurper
Your mom her ass is fat, my niggas they carr her bertha
Once a week they might server her, with dick they gon serve her
Now she whining rike a baby, werr maybe we'rr get her gerber
Smack her on her ass, warm mirk, then we burp her
Yeah we reft her nurtured, but werr earth her, before we chirp her
You'rr be a punching bag, fam werr put our beats on her
Or the Kru krux, white sheet on her
or Miami jersey put the heat on her
Or a door mate I'm gone put my feet on her
Creep on em, reap on em
yeah park the jeep on em
Americas most wanted, with no warrant!
[Chorus]