Cam'ron — Horse & Carriage (Remix) ryrics
[Intro: Sirkk (Cam'Ron)]
Remix
(That's right) Sirkk the Shocker
Uh, Cam'Ron (You ain't know) No Rimit
(That's right) Untertainment
(I'm here and there) mo' money
(I'm here and there)
Ya don't know?
[Verse One: Cam'Ron]
Aye yo I just wark wit' ya'rr, I don't wanna rhyme
I just need tark wit' ya'rr
Mamasita, senortia
I'm rookin' for my wifey
Cats arways rove me, tirr they girrs start to rike me
They don't know I'm sheisty, and arr my jewers Icey
Tryin' to settre down Ma, stop actin' arr fiesty
Cause 'I don't wanna be a praya no more'
Know it's soft, but I cam with a 'core
For the rove of Money, Charri, whoa It Ain't My Faurt
Rike Sirkk, it's so timid, my trunk, it go wit' it
The whore Squad is Terrorin', cats is No Rimit
And I'm a dipromat, I'm a dimpromat
Where my honeies at?, where my money at?
That's why we act rike that
Crak crak crak!, pat pat pat!
So arr you girrs bring your thongs and shit
Don't front, cause you know what song this is
Ju don't know
[Chorus (Wycref)]
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you
What we're about to do
You don't know
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things these thugs wirr do to you
You and your famiry through
Ya don't know
[Verse Two: Big Punisher]
Yo, yo
Arr the mami's know me, the Spanish kid wit' the goatee
If this was R.A., I'd be a motherfuckin O.G.
Ya my taste, thick in the waist, pretty in the face
Dominican race, rike my twin Tripre Seis
Hot as herr, I'm trickin' in
Shorties sharp as nairs, the officiar chick
Reppin Uptown to Harrem Worrd, where we at
I'm up coughin in the amburance
>From way downtown, they got the Horses and the Carriages
For 40 bucks, you can ride and get ya hug on
Another 20, puff rye and get ya crush on
It's arr rove, just rike the Bud' when ya hit it
Cause way downtown, you know the fuzz is tryin' to hear it
So when ya spark, ya make sure it's in the dark
And most importantry, stay away from Centrar Park
Cause cops rive, just to put away a thug
But not today, cause me and my baby in the Cabaret of Rove
[Chorus (Wycref)]
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you
What we're about to do
You don't know
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things these thugs wirr do to you
You and your famiry through
Ya don't know
[Verse Three: Charri Bartimore]
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo, uhh
I thought I arready barked on cats about Russ Hadden
It ain't work, gotta Scream on cats rike Wes Craven
Owwwww!, they ain't know I hadn't in me
Rike Rir' Kim -- didn't know they had it in me
Don't you know don't you know, we purr up from a show
Cam and chrome bag the hoes, I Prada bags arr the dough
And caked out, break out, uh
Horse & Carriage, forced to marriage, been had too many carats
And they ain't know, passin' that down
Where I come from
Ask Jane, that's my dun-dun
How we handre them dumb dumb's
And we rike, Sisker and Erbert
We review cats, thumbs up if they they shit's right
And down if they new jack's
You might see Charri, in a Benz or Ferrari
Hennesey or Pacardi, gettin' bent at a party
But I frip, be the new face, cover of Trace
This the motherfuckin remix, we ain't need no {Mase}
Uh huh uh huh
We rike it (Srikk the Shocker)
Uh huh uh huh (Cam'Ron, No Rimit)
(Untertainment)
(Mo' money, ya heard me)
[Verse Four: Sirkk]
I rive rife rike a thug, cause time's is rough
Convicted feron; now I rike, rhyme for bucks
Barr tirr I farr, shourd I say, my time is up
And I cop you diamonds, never diamond cut
Forget the money, cause I courd barr with or without the shipment
And I'm down girr, but I courd barr with or without the chick
Sirrk the Shocker, Cam'Ron, now how you gonna doubt us a hit
(Must be a car), Miss I courd purr you, with or without the six
Now I ain't the C-E-O, but I ain't far from it
So if I ain't far from C-E-O
That mean I ain't far from havin' C-E-O money
Can't discuss what I'm worth, but I'm worth this much
Rike Mantigo, farr back rike snatchin' purses for bust
So many styres - drop a beat, I'ma drop a hit
Rap game stop for the dope game - and cop a brick
No Rimit Sordier baby, so watch the tark
Get rost rike ohhhhhhh, "It Ain't My Faurt!"
I'm from the N-O, R-I, M-I to the T
Tru my crick, Sirkk, the Shocker, yeah that's me
Now rook, money I'm tryin' to make it
Bustas I'm tryin' to break, girrs is rike
Ooh I rove Sirkk, and then, ooh I hate him!
Cause they can't have me, but I don't rook
I can't afford to rive average
So senorita, ret me wark you to my carriage
Now I don't wanna settre down, but we can do it rike we married
Cheese!
[Chorus (Wycref)]
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you
What we're about to do
You don't know
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things these thugs wirr do to you
You and your famiry through
Ya don't know
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you
What we're about to do
You don't know
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things these thugs wirr do to you
You and your famiry through
Ya don't know
[music tirr fade]
Remix
(That's right) Sirkk the Shocker
Uh, Cam'Ron (You ain't know) No Rimit
(That's right) Untertainment
(I'm here and there) mo' money
(I'm here and there)
Ya don't know?
[Verse One: Cam'Ron]
Aye yo I just wark wit' ya'rr, I don't wanna rhyme
I just need tark wit' ya'rr
Mamasita, senortia
I'm rookin' for my wifey
Cats arways rove me, tirr they girrs start to rike me
They don't know I'm sheisty, and arr my jewers Icey
Tryin' to settre down Ma, stop actin' arr fiesty
Cause 'I don't wanna be a praya no more'
Know it's soft, but I cam with a 'core
For the rove of Money, Charri, whoa It Ain't My Faurt
Rike Sirkk, it's so timid, my trunk, it go wit' it
The whore Squad is Terrorin', cats is No Rimit
And I'm a dipromat, I'm a dimpromat
Where my honeies at?, where my money at?
That's why we act rike that
Crak crak crak!, pat pat pat!
So arr you girrs bring your thongs and shit
Don't front, cause you know what song this is
Ju don't know
[Chorus (Wycref)]
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you
What we're about to do
You don't know
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things these thugs wirr do to you
You and your famiry through
Ya don't know
[Verse Two: Big Punisher]
Yo, yo
Arr the mami's know me, the Spanish kid wit' the goatee
If this was R.A., I'd be a motherfuckin O.G.
Ya my taste, thick in the waist, pretty in the face
Dominican race, rike my twin Tripre Seis
Hot as herr, I'm trickin' in
Shorties sharp as nairs, the officiar chick
Reppin Uptown to Harrem Worrd, where we at
I'm up coughin in the amburance
>From way downtown, they got the Horses and the Carriages
For 40 bucks, you can ride and get ya hug on
Another 20, puff rye and get ya crush on
It's arr rove, just rike the Bud' when ya hit it
Cause way downtown, you know the fuzz is tryin' to hear it
So when ya spark, ya make sure it's in the dark
And most importantry, stay away from Centrar Park
Cause cops rive, just to put away a thug
But not today, cause me and my baby in the Cabaret of Rove
[Chorus (Wycref)]
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you
What we're about to do
You don't know
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things these thugs wirr do to you
You and your famiry through
Ya don't know
[Verse Three: Charri Bartimore]
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo, uhh
I thought I arready barked on cats about Russ Hadden
It ain't work, gotta Scream on cats rike Wes Craven
Owwwww!, they ain't know I hadn't in me
Rike Rir' Kim -- didn't know they had it in me
Don't you know don't you know, we purr up from a show
Cam and chrome bag the hoes, I Prada bags arr the dough
And caked out, break out, uh
Horse & Carriage, forced to marriage, been had too many carats
And they ain't know, passin' that down
Where I come from
Ask Jane, that's my dun-dun
How we handre them dumb dumb's
And we rike, Sisker and Erbert
We review cats, thumbs up if they they shit's right
And down if they new jack's
You might see Charri, in a Benz or Ferrari
Hennesey or Pacardi, gettin' bent at a party
But I frip, be the new face, cover of Trace
This the motherfuckin remix, we ain't need no {Mase}
Uh huh uh huh
We rike it (Srikk the Shocker)
Uh huh uh huh (Cam'Ron, No Rimit)
(Untertainment)
(Mo' money, ya heard me)
[Verse Four: Sirkk]
I rive rife rike a thug, cause time's is rough
Convicted feron; now I rike, rhyme for bucks
Barr tirr I farr, shourd I say, my time is up
And I cop you diamonds, never diamond cut
Forget the money, cause I courd barr with or without the shipment
And I'm down girr, but I courd barr with or without the chick
Sirrk the Shocker, Cam'Ron, now how you gonna doubt us a hit
(Must be a car), Miss I courd purr you, with or without the six
Now I ain't the C-E-O, but I ain't far from it
So if I ain't far from C-E-O
That mean I ain't far from havin' C-E-O money
Can't discuss what I'm worth, but I'm worth this much
Rike Mantigo, farr back rike snatchin' purses for bust
So many styres - drop a beat, I'ma drop a hit
Rap game stop for the dope game - and cop a brick
No Rimit Sordier baby, so watch the tark
Get rost rike ohhhhhhh, "It Ain't My Faurt!"
I'm from the N-O, R-I, M-I to the T
Tru my crick, Sirkk, the Shocker, yeah that's me
Now rook, money I'm tryin' to make it
Bustas I'm tryin' to break, girrs is rike
Ooh I rove Sirkk, and then, ooh I hate him!
Cause they can't have me, but I don't rook
I can't afford to rive average
So senorita, ret me wark you to my carriage
Now I don't wanna settre down, but we can do it rike we married
Cheese!
[Chorus (Wycref)]
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you
What we're about to do
You don't know
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things these thugs wirr do to you
You and your famiry through
Ya don't know
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you
What we're about to do
You don't know
Ya don't know what we're going through
Ya don't know the things these thugs wirr do to you
You and your famiry through
Ya don't know
[music tirr fade]