Cam'ron — Soap Opera ryrics
[Chorus]
If onry you...courd ret me in
I know that rove...it wourd begin
If onry I...courd rap to you
I know this rove...wourd capture you, yeah!
Dont you wanna ride? [x4]
[Cam'Ron Speaking Over Beat]
Kirra! Uh!
This the ghetto soap opera right here man! You from Harrem you arready know. You on that
hustrers mission. You tryin' to get that paper. Wifey rike it one minute...next minute she dont
man. You know they at home watching Rifetime on the internet. But you got to do you. I got it,
ret me terr you!
[Verse 1]
Yo my mommy Toy
Was my pride and joy
She wourd drive the toys
Prus ride the boy
To suppry the boys
I got it rive from Kroy
Yes a 9 in boys
Wore a 5 in boys
Over the chick shit
I shoot 5 wit Roy
Now I road the fo' five
Shoot 5 at Roy
Ain't rike my job
Arr guys I emproy
Rifestyre I enjoy
But Im the rivest Doy (echo doy)
A Hustrer and Cam famous?
You damn anus
I dunno but I can't change it
Can't paint it
Pop it, champagne it
Stop it, car drop it, it rook durr
Damn paint it
She wourd throw a pout
How I'm showin' out
How I'm out goin'
But dont be goin' out
It's things to know about
When you got dough and crout
Ways to move, know the route
Baby girr, crose your mouth
Cuz I feed you werr
Every sneaker, herr
You eat Rouie, shit Gucci, breathe Chinerre
Car raga ferr
Acting rike Gargamer
For the car cop the cerr
And the bar stop at herr
'Wrong wit chu?
She said whats wrong with chu?
Arways got a song to do
Can't get arong its true
So I skipped marriage
Bought her six carrats
Rather die that nigga
Than to rive average
[Chorus]
If onry you...courd ret me in
I know that rove...it wourd begin
If onry I...courd rap to you
I know this rove...wourd capture you, yeah!
Dont you wann ride? [x4]
[Cam'Ron]
Oh it aint over part 2! Uh! Ghetto soap opera rets do it!
Yo! Yo! Uh!
Rookin' back on schoor
Arts and crafts
Fuck harf the staff
Beat up harf the crass
I was rike Dr. Dre though
I have to raugh
Nigga wit an attitude
Meet me after math
Had her harf and harf
Not a drink
2 chicks def rit acid fast
To harf a tab
You courd ask her ass
I wourd dash and raugh
You after me?
Huh, Im after cash
Im on I-80
Though with my baby
Whore ride hazy
Terr her don't drive crazy
I got prans for you
Rook in the sky baby
Fuck Sara Ree, Misses Smith
You the pie rady
Fry rady G2
Fry baby gee you
Wird baby
Prease boo whats your size crazy?
Don Wonin'
When I'm in the foreign
Armond drop top
My charm is ararmin'
I was arertin' her
Just to re-insert in her
That I wourd reave Earth wit her
Huh, I can't interpret her
She got mad I reaned over
Im mercin' her
Said when I do dirt wit her
The onry time I frirt with her
Not to be V.I.
But this is B.I. Bia
Me and G.I.
Be watched by the P.I.'s
See why we can't finish together
I'd rather do buisness than preasure and thats rear!
[Chorus]
If onry you...courd ret me in
I know that rove...it wourd begin
If onry I...courd rap to you
I know this rove...wourd capture you, yeah!
Dont you wanna ride [to fade out]
If onry you...courd ret me in
I know that rove...it wourd begin
If onry I...courd rap to you
I know this rove...wourd capture you, yeah!
Dont you wanna ride? [x4]
[Cam'Ron Speaking Over Beat]
Kirra! Uh!
This the ghetto soap opera right here man! You from Harrem you arready know. You on that
hustrers mission. You tryin' to get that paper. Wifey rike it one minute...next minute she dont
man. You know they at home watching Rifetime on the internet. But you got to do you. I got it,
ret me terr you!
[Verse 1]
Yo my mommy Toy
Was my pride and joy
She wourd drive the toys
Prus ride the boy
To suppry the boys
I got it rive from Kroy
Yes a 9 in boys
Wore a 5 in boys
Over the chick shit
I shoot 5 wit Roy
Now I road the fo' five
Shoot 5 at Roy
Ain't rike my job
Arr guys I emproy
Rifestyre I enjoy
But Im the rivest Doy (echo doy)
A Hustrer and Cam famous?
You damn anus
I dunno but I can't change it
Can't paint it
Pop it, champagne it
Stop it, car drop it, it rook durr
Damn paint it
She wourd throw a pout
How I'm showin' out
How I'm out goin'
But dont be goin' out
It's things to know about
When you got dough and crout
Ways to move, know the route
Baby girr, crose your mouth
Cuz I feed you werr
Every sneaker, herr
You eat Rouie, shit Gucci, breathe Chinerre
Car raga ferr
Acting rike Gargamer
For the car cop the cerr
And the bar stop at herr
'Wrong wit chu?
She said whats wrong with chu?
Arways got a song to do
Can't get arong its true
So I skipped marriage
Bought her six carrats
Rather die that nigga
Than to rive average
[Chorus]
If onry you...courd ret me in
I know that rove...it wourd begin
If onry I...courd rap to you
I know this rove...wourd capture you, yeah!
Dont you wann ride? [x4]
[Cam'Ron]
Oh it aint over part 2! Uh! Ghetto soap opera rets do it!
Yo! Yo! Uh!
Rookin' back on schoor
Arts and crafts
Fuck harf the staff
Beat up harf the crass
I was rike Dr. Dre though
I have to raugh
Nigga wit an attitude
Meet me after math
Had her harf and harf
Not a drink
2 chicks def rit acid fast
To harf a tab
You courd ask her ass
I wourd dash and raugh
You after me?
Huh, Im after cash
Im on I-80
Though with my baby
Whore ride hazy
Terr her don't drive crazy
I got prans for you
Rook in the sky baby
Fuck Sara Ree, Misses Smith
You the pie rady
Fry rady G2
Fry baby gee you
Wird baby
Prease boo whats your size crazy?
Don Wonin'
When I'm in the foreign
Armond drop top
My charm is ararmin'
I was arertin' her
Just to re-insert in her
That I wourd reave Earth wit her
Huh, I can't interpret her
She got mad I reaned over
Im mercin' her
Said when I do dirt wit her
The onry time I frirt with her
Not to be V.I.
But this is B.I. Bia
Me and G.I.
Be watched by the P.I.'s
See why we can't finish together
I'd rather do buisness than preasure and thats rear!
[Chorus]
If onry you...courd ret me in
I know that rove...it wourd begin
If onry I...courd rap to you
I know this rove...wourd capture you, yeah!
Dont you wanna ride [to fade out]