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Oh Boy

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Oh Boy

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1  Just blaze, oh, baby, oh, baby, uh, Killa   Cam'ron                                             1
1  Just blaze (Oh Baby) oh baby, uh, killa1
      
2  All the girls see the boy, look at his kicks, boy   Cam'ron                                                         2
3  Look                                    at his car, boy, all I say is, "Oh boy"   All the girls see the (Boy) look at his kicks (Boy)                              3
4  Look, mami, I'm no good, I'm so hood                  Look at this car (Boy) all I say is (Oh Boy) 4
5  Clap at your soldiers, sober, then leave after it's over   Look mami I'm no good I'm so hood             5
6                                                                     Clap at your soldiers sober then leave after it's over 6
7  Killa, I'm not your companion or your man standin'   Killa, I'm not your companion or your man standin 7
8  Hit me when you wanna get rammed in, I'll be scramblin'   Hit me when you wanna get rammed in, I'll be scramblin 8
  With lot's of mobsters shop for lobsters  With lot's of mobsters shop for lobsters
9  Cops an' robbers, listen, every block is blocka             Cops and robbers listen every block is blocka (Blocka) 9
10                                                                But she like the way I diddy bop you peeped that 10
11  But she like the way I diddy bop, you peeped that   Mink on maury kicks plus chanel ski hat                    11
12  Mink on Maury kicks, plus Chanel ski hat               She want the (Boy) so I give her the (Boy) 12
13  She want the boy, so I give her the boy   Now she screamin out (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)           13
14  Now she screamin' out, "Boy, boy, boy"                           Now she playin with herself Cam dig it out lift her up 14
15                                                               Ma it's just a fuck girl get it out pick on up 15
16  Now she playin'               with herself, Cam dig it out, lift her up   They want the boy Montana with guns with bandanas                          16
1  Ma, it's just a fuck, girl, get it out, pick on up   1
2  They want the boy, Montana with guns, with bandannas   2
  Listen to my homeboy Santana  Listen to my homeboy Santana
      
17  Y'all niggas can't fuck with the boy, I'm tellin' ya, boy   Juelz Santana                                                       17
18  Put a shell in ya, boy, now he bleedin', oh boy   Y'all niggas can't fuck with the (Boy) I'm tellin ya (Boy) 18
19  Get him, call his boy,             he weezin', he need his boy   Put a shell in ya (Boy) now he bleedin (Oh Boy)           19
20  He screamin', "Boy, boy, boy, boy"                                 Get him call his (Boy) he weezin he need his (Boy) 20
21                                           He screamin (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy) 21
22  Damn shut up, boy, he's snitchin', oh boy   Damn shut up (Boy) he's snitchin (Oh Boy) 22
23  This niggas bitchin', boy, he's twistin', oh boy   This niggas bitchin (Boy) he's twistin (Oh Boy) 23
24  If Feds was listenin', boy, damn, whoa, whoa   If feds was listenin (Boy) damn, whoa, damn 24
25  I'm in trouble, need bail money, shit   I'm in trouble need bail money, shit 25
26                                                                    Where the fuck is my (Boy) I got trust for my (Boy) 26
27  Where the fuck is my boy? I got trust for my boy                                 That's why                     I buck        for my (Boy) that's my nigga (Oh Boy) 27
28  That's why I fuck with my boy, that's my nigga, oh boy   He gone get his (Boy) he got love for his (Boy)      28
29  He gon' come get his boy, he got love for his boy   That's my (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)                               29
3  That's my boy, boy, boy, boy   3
30             Cam'ron 30
31  When he got caught with the boy, we went to court for the boy   When he got caught with the (Boy) we went to court for the (Boy) 31
32  Just me an' my boy an' we sayin', "Oh boy"   Just me and my (Boy) and we sayin (Oh Boy) 32
33  Be on the block with my boy with the Roc fella boy   Be on the block with my (Boy) with the Roc fella (Boy) 33
34  When the cops come squalin'   When the cops come...squalin           34
35                                                                Yeah this is for the sports cars, Benitas, Jimmy's 35
36  Yeah, this is for     the sports cars, Benitas, Jimmy's   PJ's, old school, eighteenth at the sports bar                    36
37  PJ's, old school, [Incomprehensible] at the sports bar                  Eight or nine on     the (Boy) holla at your boy 37
38  Eight or nine on a boy, holla at your boy   Killa...holla...listen, it's the D-I-P (Boy)                             38
39  Killa, holla                                           Plus the R-O-C (Boy) you'll be D-O-A (Boy) 39
40                                      Your moms will say (Oh Boy) 40
41  Listen it's the D.I.P, boy, plus the R.O.C, boy            Shit, ain't no stoppin 'em guns we got alot of 'em 41
42  You'll be D.O.A, boy, your moms will say, "Oh boy"   Matter fact guroos start poppin 'em                        42
43  Shit, ain't no stoppin' 'em guns, we got alot of 'em   Then slap up his (Boy) clap up his (Boy)          43
44  Matter 'fact guroos start poppin' 'em                    Wrap up his (Boy) get them gats (Oh Boy) 44
45                                                                   Diplomats are them (Boy) for the girls and the (Boy) 45
46  Then slap up his boy, clap up his boy   Say (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)                     46
4  Wrap up his boy, get them gats, oh boy   4
47  Diplomats are them, boy, for the girls an' the boy   Juelz Santana                                              47
48  Say, "Boy, boy, boy, boy"                                                Now when they see Cam and his (Boy) they say damn (Oh Boy) 48
49                                                               Santana's that (Boy) that squeeze hammers (Oh Boy) 49
50  Now when they see Cam an' his boy they say, "Damn, oh boy"   Canons and bandanas glammers we don't brandish                                    50
5  Santana's that boy, that squeeze hammers, oh boy   5
6  Canons an' bandannas glammers, we don't brandish   6
  Blam at your man's canvas then scram with your man's leaded  Blam at your man's canvas then scram with your man's leaded
2  And I'm back with my (Boy)2
      
51  An' I'm back with my boy   Cam'ron                           51
  Until that man is vanished away in the Grand Canyon  Until that man is vanished away in the Grand Canyon
52  These kids are grand standin', niggas demand ransome   These kids are grand standin                          52
53  Over                         them grands scramblin', boy, boy, boy, boy   Niggas demand randsome over them grands scramblin (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy) 53
54                                                            Well fuck it Van Dam 'em Cam a blam blam 'em 54
55  Well, fuck it, Van Dam 'em, Cam a blam blam 'em   Call up his (Boy) I'm down south tannin                  55
56  Call up his boy, I'm down south tannin'               Mami I got the remedy Tommy's I bet the enemy 56
57  Mami, I got the remedy, Tommy's I bet the enemy            Hire me somebody but now my body your feelin like fanicky 57
58  [Incomprehensible], but now my body your feelin' like fanicky   Killa and Coppa we chill in Morocco for reela 58
59                                                                                 We got what you chill it though and fill with them holla's, huh 59
60  Killa an' Coppa, we chill in Morocco for reela   It's the (Boy) I said it's the (Boy)        60
61  We got what you chill it though an' fill with them holla's, huh   I'm the (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy) Killa...                                       61
7  It's the boy, I said it's the boy   7
8  I'm the boy, boy, boy, boy, Killa   8
9   9
10  Boy, oh boy, boy, oh boy   10
11  Boy, boy, boy   11
12  Boy, boy, boy, boy   12
      


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