เพลง Oh Boy (Explicit)

Oh Boy - Cam'ron/Juelz Santana

Written by：Justin Smith/Norman Whitfield/Cameron Giles/LaRon James

Producer：Just Blaze

Just Blaze

Oh baby

Oh baby

Uh Killa

All the girls see the boy look at his kicks boy

Look at his car boy all I say is oh boy

Look mami I'm no good I'm so hood

Clap at your soldiers sober

Then to leave after it's over Killa

I'm not your companion or your man's stand-in

Hit me when you wanna get rammed in I'll be scramblin'

With lots of mobsters shop for lobsters

Cops and robbers listen every block is blaka

Blaka

But she like the way I diddy bop you peep that

Mink on Mauri kicks plus Chanel ski hat

She want the so I give her the

Now she screaming out boy boy Killa Killa

Now she playing with herself Cam dig it out lift her up

Ma she's just a f**k girl get it out pick one on up

They want the boy Montana with guns with bandanas

Listen to my homeboy Santana

Y'all *s can't f**k with the boy

I'm tellin' ya boy

Put a shell in ya boy now we bleedin' oh boy

Get him call his boy he wheezin' he need his boy

He screamin' boy boy boy boy

Damn shut up boy he's snitchin' oh boy

This ni**a's b**chin' boy he's twisted oh boy

If Feds was listenin' boy damn whoa whoa c'mon

I'm in trouble need bail money sh*t

Where the f**k is my boy I got trust for my boy

That's why I f**k with my boy that's my ni**a oh boy

He gon' come get his boy he got love for his boy

That's my boy boy boy boy

When he got caught with the boy we went to court for the boy

Just me and my boy and we sayin' oh boy

Be on the block with my boy with the rock or the boy

When the cops come

Squalie

Yeah this is for the sports cars Bonita's Jimmy's

PJ's old school eighteenth at the sports bar

Eight or nine on the boy holla at your boy

Killa holla listen

It's the D-I-P boy plus the R-O-C boy

You'll be D-O-A boy your moms will say oh boy

Sh*t ain't no stopping 'em guns we got a lot of 'em

Sh*t matter of fact Guru start poppin' 'em

Then slap up this boy clap up his boy

Wrap up his boy get them gats oh boy

Diplomats are them boy for the girls and the boy

Say boy boy boy boy

Now when they see Cam and his boy they say damn oh boy

Santana's that boy that squeeze hammers oh boy

Cannons and bandanas blammers we don't brandish

Blam at your man's canvas then scram with your man's leaded

And I'm back with my boy

Until that man is vanished

Away in the Grand Canyon these kids are grand standin'

*s demand ransom over them grams scrambling

Boy boy boy boy

Well f**k it Van Damme 'em Cam'll blam blam 'em

Call up his boy I'm down south tannin

Mami I got the remedy Tommy's I bet the enemy

Hire me somebody but now my body your feelin' finicky

Killa and Capo we chill in Morocco for reela

We got dough chinchilla dough and fill with them hollows huh

It's the boy I said it's the boy

I'm the boy boy boy boy Killa

Boy oh boy

Boy oh boy

Boy boy boy

Boy boy boy

Boy