Get `em Girl lyrics

Artist  : Cam`ron 
Song : Get `em Girl



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[Cam'Ron]
I get the boasters boasting, I get
computers puting
Y'all get shot at, call me, I
do the shooting
I do the recruiting, I tutor
the students
I nurture they brain, I'm moving
the movement
Whether buddist or budah, that's
judist or juda
I got luger to ruger, hit from
+Roota to Toota+
Chick from hooter to hooter,
I put two in producers
I'm the real boss
story, the hoolah of hoosiers
I rock mostly
dosey, I roll mostly dololy
I'll leave you
wholy, holy, you'll say "Holy Moly"
Here come
the coroner get 'em, play "Rolly Poley"
I'll
tell you true stories, how I coldly hold
heat
When it's repping time, I get on extra
grind
Fried to fricassee, pepperseed to
pepperdine
Jeff Hamilton, +Genesis+, leather
time
Bitches say I'm the man, I tell 'em
"Nevermind"

[Chorus]
They getting nice,
they got some ice
Let's get the dice and roll
'em (get 'em girls)
They getting chips, they
flippin' bricks
Get the Rots and Pits, tell
'em (get 'em girls)
See acting fiesty, getting
shiesty
Call her wifey, tell her (get 'em
girls)
Just lay back, get your face
slapped
We at the race track, eight stacks
(get 'em girl)

[Cam'Ron]
You acting
funny nigga, come dumb, dumby nigga
Killa
keeps twenty blikers (I'm getting money
nigga)
So you should move away, or join the
dude in Play
Hey, so you can say (I'm getting
money nigga)
First pal up in the rare, I style
up in my gear
Stallion of the year, medallions
in my ear
Whips on my fists, houses on my
wrists
Your budget on my neck, your spouse on
my dick
Posters on the wall, posted on my
balls
Dick in her mouth, I tell her (I'm
getting money nigga)
Y'all faking the fizzle,
I'm caking for shizzle
Fuck a Sizzler steak,
my steak stay sizzled
Eight, boom, boom, my
ace boon coon
Shake, bake, skate, vroom, vroom
(We getting money nigga)
Seventh to eighth,
zoom, zoom, boom, boom tune
For I get like
that boom, boom room (I'm getting money
nigga)
Wreck 'N Effects, zoom, zoom, meh poon,
poon
Since the movie "Cacoon", had my uzi,
platooned (I'm getting money
nigga)

[Chorus]
They getting nice, they
got some ice
Let's get the dice and roll 'em
(get 'em girls)
They getting chips, they
flippin' bricks
Get the Rots and Pits, tell
'em (get 'em girls)
See acting fiesty, getting
shiesty
Call her wifey, tell her (get 'em
girls)
Just lay back, get your face
slapped
We at the race track, eight stacks
(get 'em girl)

[Cam'Ron]
My team is the
"Goonies" we where seen with buffonies
Toonies,
best dressed, stay up in Nemis, and
Bloomies
Want to hit it from the back, she
agreed that I'm looney
But proceeded to moon
me (I'm getting money nigga)
Baby, BS in honey
do, Cam, Vs 1 and 2
I'll help you get your son
out of P.S. 22
Get him a maury flow, from the
maury show
Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on
the Maury Show
He in bootcamp, you on food
stamps
Welfare, no healthcare, a true
tramp
And I'm lockey, lockey, leave you pokey,
pokey
No Rice a Roni, that's the Okey,
Dokey
Me and Toby homie, make you do the hokey
pokey
Pull the pound, up and down, turn
yourself around shorty
Here's some weed, burn
yourself a pound whodie
Here's a map, go load
yourself a town, sporty
I was down forty, now
I'm up fifty
Buck fifty, buck quickly, who
could fuck with
me?
Killa

[Chorus]
They getting
nice, they got some ice
Let's get the dice and
roll 'em (get 'em girls)
They getting chips,
they flippin' bricks
Get the Rots and Pits,
tell 'em (get 'em girls)
See acting fiesty,
getting shiesty
Call her wifey, tell her (get
'em girls)
Just lay back, get your face
slapped
We at the race track, eight stacks
(get 'em girl)