What Means The World To You – Cam’Ron – letras

Cam’ron]Killa, killa, killa, killa, killa, killa dog,its killa dog, I’ll kill you dog…yo, (check it out now) yoWhat means the world to youCuz money mean the world to meI’ma shine for the world to seePearl the VTwirl the keyCock back, kick back and twirl the weed(Ma) Wanna roll wit a top gunHot one, done pop one, scrub not oneWanna ride shotgun, wanna shoot shotgunsAnd I got hot one’sBut I wanna chick that’ll hop up on a stickWit a porno flick (huh)Make sure my comes go on a lickMore to sip but screw thatWhere my thugs with the hollow tipsGirls that acknowledge itPolish it after that swallow itStand by baby where you at huh?Raise ya hand highYou dont suck what? that’s a damn lieGot red rye, my man ride, my fam tightSo I need a real chickSomeone to keep it real witSomeone to rob and steal witSomeone to share my meal witIt’s that there look wit youAnd be out for your revenueThen even at you and she’ll be blessin’ youCaressin’ you startin’ that mess wit youBut you always good for now and plus no friends aroundSo girl do sumpin’ lift up that dress for nowWell give me some points for now talk to me, maHook: Cam’ron & femaleWhat means the world to you?…my money, my dough, my hoes, my clothes (ho!)What means the world to you?…my money, my dough, my hair, my nails (oww!)What means the world to you?…some sex, some mex, and a little bit of head right (ho!)What means the world to you?…sex is sweet wit a cat who eat (oww!)What means the world to you?…lots of G’s, shopping sprees (ho!)What means the world to you?…diamond rings, shinin’ things (oww!)What means the world world to you?…ladies (ho!) fellas (oww!)ho, oww, ho, oww, ho, oww, ho, owwMy cousin Tandelese see the girl type awneryBut her girlfriend was real real real fond of meBut the girl put her on to me and I’m like why (why, man?)I mean come through wit her she drivin that a LuminaI’m not even thinkin’ bout screwin’ herLet alone pursuin’ herI got a gurl she like, « what that got to do wit her? »Get through wit her, mess around my girl come downAnd put two in herBut I’m in a heavy case like the type that Pepsi makeWho says I fake, got pies like Betty bakeTop balla in every stateIn Chi, I’m MikeBoston, I’m KennyIn Miami, I’m Timmy and Phoenix, I’m Penny…damnIn Harlem I’m semi-auto or soWhat the hell you wantGot sons, guns, run runMake them run run skate take oneFrom young one’s dumb dumbsHit wit the dumb dumbs, hit wit the stun gunOh damn young hon, where the girl come fromAnd I wanna meet her, can I greet herYo get in my bed for nowShe said, hold on my spine on rest for nowWell give me some points for now talk to me maHook[Female]Ladies say (oww!) scream it out, speak it outIt’s that time of the month and you leakin out say owwShit y’all know I’m down for the hoes (oww!), down for the dough (oww!)Down for a little lay dick on the low (oww!), y’all knowIt’s that cream o’ chick that’ll heat a chick (oww!)Squeeze the clip (oww!) go home and get freaked again (oww!)Y’all know I like that sex wit the right cat (oww!)Rings make them ice that (oww!)[Cam’ron]Yo now hold up mamaI don’t want you to be no (ho!)I done laid them (ho!), J’d them (ho!)That’s right played them hoes[Female]I ain’t one of them hoesWhy you come wit them hoesWhen I come for the dough (oww!)Keep ’em under control (oww!)Hook (2x)