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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   [Intro: Cam'ron]                                     1
1  Just blaze (Oh Baby) oh baby, uh, killa1
      
2  All the girls see the boy, look at his kicks, boy   [Verse 1: 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 wan't 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 wan't 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   [Verse 2: 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                          [Verse 3: 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                                 31
32  Just me an' my boy an' we sayin', "Oh boy"   went to court for the (Boy)                         32
33  Be on the block with my boy with the Roc fella boy   Just me and              my (Boy) and we sayin (Oh Boy) 33
34  When     the cops come squalin'                                        Be on the block with my (Boy) with the Roc fella (Boy) 34
35                                            When the cops come......squalin!!!! 35
36  Yeah, this is for the sports cars, Benitas, Jimmy's   Yeah this is for the sports cars, Benitas, Jimmy's 36
37  PJ's, old school, [Incomprehensible] at the sports bar   PJ's, old school, eighteenth at the sports bar 37
38  Eight or nine on a boy, holla at your boy   Eight or nine on the (Boy) holla at your boy 38
39  Killa, holla                      Killa...holla....listen, it's the D-I-P (Boy) 39
40                                                       Plus the R-O-C (Boy) you'll be D-O-A (Boy) 40
41  Listen it's the D.I.P, boy, plus the R.O.C, boy   Your moms will say (Oh Boy)                   41
42  You'll be D.O.A, boy, your moms will say, "Oh boy"        Shit, ain't no stoppin 'em guns we got alot of 'em 42
43  Shit, ain't no stoppin' 'em guns, we got alot of 'em   Matter fact guroos start poppin                           'em 43
44  Matter 'fact guroos start poppin' 'em                   Then slap up his (Boy) clap up his (Boy) 44
45                                                      Wrap up his (Boy) get them gats (Oh Boy) 45
46  Then slap up his boy, clap up his boy          Diplomats are them (Boy) for the girls and the (Boy) 46
47  Wrap up his boy, get them gats, oh boy   Say (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)                       47
4  Diplomats are them, boy, for the girls an' the boy   4
48  Say, "Boy, boy, boy, boy"   [Verse 4: Juelz Santana]       48
49                                                                            Now when they see Cam and his (Boy) they say damn (Oh Boy) 49
50  Now when they see Cam an' his boy they say, "Damn, oh boy"   Santana's that (Boy) that squeeze hammers (Oh Boy)                               50
51  Santana's that boy, that squeeze hammers, oh boy   Canons and bandanas glammers we don't brandish      51
5  Canons an' bandannas glammers, we don't brandish   5
  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
      
52  An' I'm back with my boy   [Cam'ron]                           52
  Until that man is vanished away in the Grand Canyon  Until that man is vanished away in the Grand Canyon
53  These kids are grand standin', niggas demand ransome   These kids are grand standin                          53
54  Over                         them grands scramblin', boy, boy, boy, boy   niggas demand randsome over them grands                                     54
55                                        scramblin (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy) 55
56  Well, fuck it, Van Dam 'em, Cam a blam blam 'em   Well fuck it Van Dam 'em Cam a blam blam 'em 56
57  Call up his boy, I'm down south tannin'   Call up his (Boy) I'm down south tannin 57
58  Mami, I got the remedy, Tommy's I bet the enemy   Mami I got the remedy Tommy's I bet the enemy 58
59  [Incomprehensible],               but now my body your feelin' like fanicky   Hire me somebody but now my body your feelin like fanicky 59
60                                                           Killa and Coppa we chill in Morocco for reela 60
61  Killa an' Coppa, we chill in Morocco for reela                              We got what you chill it though and fill with them holla's, huh 61
62  We got what you chill it though an' fill with them holla's, huh   It's the (Boy) I said it's the (Boy)                                  62
63  It's the boy, I said it's the boy   I'm the (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy) Killa....      63
6  I'm the boy, boy, boy, boy, Killa   6
7   7
8  Boy, oh boy, boy, oh boy   8
9  Boy, boy, boy   9
10  Boy, boy, boy, boy   10
      


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