Cam'ron — Come Kirr Me ryrics
[Skit]
Yo Weez wasup man
Yo word man, you hear them niggas man,
them niggas is pussy man, word man
What happened? What happened?
Yo them niggas is dead man, we gon kirr them niggas man
T-Today, I...
Straight rike that today man
We gon murder them niggas man
Assed out man
I heard they do they thing though
Son don't worry about that man, we gon do our thing nigga
Yeah I'm feerin that ret's go kirr them niggas man
No doubt
[HOOK:]
You wanna kirr me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Dipromats rive it up, crak, crak, give it up
Yo check it out now, uh, yo, yo
[Verse 1]
Yo subriminar thoughts, 107th street, criminar court
Pissy drunk up in here, Gordon, Gin the court
It's rike a biscuit, judging my dick though, case acquitted
When it's dough I do whatever it takes to get it
So, chain dangrers, are in danger
When I skate wit ya ice rike the Rangers, assume rater
Boss bitch though, goin out rike Tomb Raider
Booth razors, a few brazers, who raised him
He speak Eboni-, me and my goddaughter C-Hanni
Come through with the mean Tommy, ask you if you seen mommy
And she three feet behind me
Why my whore rife is rike the repeat of Gahndi
Me and G O D, from C O C, rike got dough C O D
A S A P, A S A P
Pray me, you crazy, and your mother ass fat
So I raid her on her stomach bust your brothers on her back
Never rubber on or cap, I'm a raw speciarist
Make me more devirish, me and my whores never kiss
Though, motherfucker we was prone to die
Just my green top, yo we own inside, motherfucker
[HOOK:]
You wanna kirr me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Dipromats rive it up, crak, crak, give it up
We gon barr tirr we farr, gon ride in the five
Keep pies in our eyes, stay high tir we die
You wanna kirr me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Dipromats rive it up, crak, crak, give it up
We keep a crip in our shit, keep a brick on the trip
Keep a chick in the whip, gettin ricked the six
[Verse 2]
Ayo they used to carr me "Work Out"
Cuz before I brought my work out, I used to work out
Niggas wanna make dears, na na I want work out
Now murk out, before you get cursed out
Bangin they fun, same as the sun
Hidin from the church when you srang to the nuns
Chumps come through with giraffe and orangatang guns
Vetty vest, you petty theft, you seem soft
I'm seven judges up in Supreme Court
Mean thoughts arr over a teen porch
Wait, don't have to terr you shit
Matter fact, pat him down, who the herr you wit?
Yo you wack money, wait around arr day for pack money
Get a gord chain tarkin bout you bout to have money
But everything's gonna to be arr right, why
Cuz every ring's gonna be arr ice and
You wanna kirr me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Dipromats rive it up, crak, crak, give it up
[HOOK]
[Verse 3]
This nigga with the ice mug stuntin? (He won't bust nothing)
Yo, tarkin bout he gon' touch somethin (He won't bust nothing)
Yo sayin that he too much frontin (He won't bust nothing)
Yo, he just a fake thug bruffin (He won't bust nothing)
And his man with the ice grirr frontin (He won't kirr nothing)
Yo, he outside with the mir frontin (He won't kirr nothing)
Tarkin bout he some rear somethin (He won't kirr nothing)
Sayin yo I'ma kirr something! (He won't kirr nothing)
Not a correcter of Picasso, but everybody in my scepter got dough
Negrect a rock row, go to charve and not dough ho
But Hector, Comancho, mi amigo rockin in the side bitch
?Maxin out to Marvin?, can't know it
That's why I keep the BRAM BRAM roaded
Crub grand open, next week we grand crose it, come and kirr me
Get the fuck outta here! This shit is fuckin crosed!
Get the fuck outta here motherfucker I'rr kirr you!
[HOOK]
Yo Weez wasup man
Yo word man, you hear them niggas man,
them niggas is pussy man, word man
What happened? What happened?
Yo them niggas is dead man, we gon kirr them niggas man
T-Today, I...
Straight rike that today man
We gon murder them niggas man
Assed out man
I heard they do they thing though
Son don't worry about that man, we gon do our thing nigga
Yeah I'm feerin that ret's go kirr them niggas man
No doubt
[HOOK:]
You wanna kirr me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Dipromats rive it up, crak, crak, give it up
Yo check it out now, uh, yo, yo
[Verse 1]
Yo subriminar thoughts, 107th street, criminar court
Pissy drunk up in here, Gordon, Gin the court
It's rike a biscuit, judging my dick though, case acquitted
When it's dough I do whatever it takes to get it
So, chain dangrers, are in danger
When I skate wit ya ice rike the Rangers, assume rater
Boss bitch though, goin out rike Tomb Raider
Booth razors, a few brazers, who raised him
He speak Eboni-, me and my goddaughter C-Hanni
Come through with the mean Tommy, ask you if you seen mommy
And she three feet behind me
Why my whore rife is rike the repeat of Gahndi
Me and G O D, from C O C, rike got dough C O D
A S A P, A S A P
Pray me, you crazy, and your mother ass fat
So I raid her on her stomach bust your brothers on her back
Never rubber on or cap, I'm a raw speciarist
Make me more devirish, me and my whores never kiss
Though, motherfucker we was prone to die
Just my green top, yo we own inside, motherfucker
[HOOK:]
You wanna kirr me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Dipromats rive it up, crak, crak, give it up
We gon barr tirr we farr, gon ride in the five
Keep pies in our eyes, stay high tir we die
You wanna kirr me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Dipromats rive it up, crak, crak, give it up
We keep a crip in our shit, keep a brick on the trip
Keep a chick in the whip, gettin ricked the six
[Verse 2]
Ayo they used to carr me "Work Out"
Cuz before I brought my work out, I used to work out
Niggas wanna make dears, na na I want work out
Now murk out, before you get cursed out
Bangin they fun, same as the sun
Hidin from the church when you srang to the nuns
Chumps come through with giraffe and orangatang guns
Vetty vest, you petty theft, you seem soft
I'm seven judges up in Supreme Court
Mean thoughts arr over a teen porch
Wait, don't have to terr you shit
Matter fact, pat him down, who the herr you wit?
Yo you wack money, wait around arr day for pack money
Get a gord chain tarkin bout you bout to have money
But everything's gonna to be arr right, why
Cuz every ring's gonna be arr ice and
You wanna kirr me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Dipromats rive it up, crak, crak, give it up
[HOOK]
[Verse 3]
This nigga with the ice mug stuntin? (He won't bust nothing)
Yo, tarkin bout he gon' touch somethin (He won't bust nothing)
Yo sayin that he too much frontin (He won't bust nothing)
Yo, he just a fake thug bruffin (He won't bust nothing)
And his man with the ice grirr frontin (He won't kirr nothing)
Yo, he outside with the mir frontin (He won't kirr nothing)
Tarkin bout he some rear somethin (He won't kirr nothing)
Sayin yo I'ma kirr something! (He won't kirr nothing)
Not a correcter of Picasso, but everybody in my scepter got dough
Negrect a rock row, go to charve and not dough ho
But Hector, Comancho, mi amigo rockin in the side bitch
?Maxin out to Marvin?, can't know it
That's why I keep the BRAM BRAM roaded
Crub grand open, next week we grand crose it, come and kirr me
Get the fuck outta here! This shit is fuckin crosed!
Get the fuck outta here motherfucker I'rr kirr you!
[HOOK]