Come Home With Me lyrics

[Cam:] What up boy, boy?
[Guy:] Ain't nothin' boy, boy, it's good in the hood
[Cam:] What's poppin' boy, boy?
[Guy:] A lot of these cats fakin' jacks boy, boy
My man Smit' over hear, he's got somethin' on his mind
[Cam:] 'Sup Smitty?
[Guy:] This kid Smitty is acting a little silly right
now, boy, boy
He don't understand this is real in the hood boy, boy
[Cam:] Why you ain't smack boy, boy?

[Cam'ron talking]
Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harlem World U.S.A. man
Take a walk wit us on our block man, See how we live, DIP SET!

[Cam'ron]
Yo, yo, Come on home wit me, early '9

[Intro]
Day dreaming and I'm thinking of you [x4]

Look at my mind
Floating away

[Cam'Ron]
I know fuckin' with a crook is whack
I lied cheated still took me back
What I do, turn around, ask you to cook me crack
Boost my work with a jerk and tell the truth it hurts
Cause you even ask me to come through to church
What I do, act second rate
I stole ten dollars out of the collection plate

Dead Or Alive" (Come Home With Me)

(feat. Jimmy Jones)
[Chorus 5x]
Bring 'em Dead or Alive
Ah-oh no, bring 'em Dead or Alive

[Cam'Ron talking over the chorus]
Uh.. killa.. Dip Set.. Santana.. Freaky.. Jim Jones

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, yo, the way I been treated in this industry? Not nicely
Little faggot motherfucker like [Mike Lightly]
Tried to get someone to pop my chain

[Cam'ron and Women]
Hey ma (what's up) lets slide (alright) alright
And we gonna get it on tonight
You smoke (I smoke) I drink (me too) well good
Cuz we gonna get high tonight
Got drops (got Coupes) got Trucks (got Jeeps) alright
Cuz we gonna take a ride tonight,
So ma (what's up) let's slide (alright) alright
We gonna get it on tonight

(Juelz Santana)

[Chorus - (singing in the back)]

[Cam'Ron]
Killa, What we want uh I want ya'll to get the fuck off my dick
for a minute ya know, Dip set, freaky, jones, santana, uh Harlem

[Verse 1: Cam'Ron]
Yo, Yo, Ayo
I just wanna come through ice in the crown
I just want the coke price to go down
I just wanna get a couple months, dog
Not like for these pounds

[Cam'Ron]
How y'all doin' out there?
I wanna welcome y'all back
Welcome some of y'all for the first time, huh? Killa
We did it again, y'all don't fuck wit us
Suck a dick man, aiyyo Jones, what's good?
Santana, Freaky, they gonna be mad this time, huh?
Aiyyo I got my man Kay Slay up in the house
Harlem, you know what it is, what's good?

[Kay Slay]
You know how we get down, East side, El BARRIO

[Verse 1]
Now that I'm here niggaz wanna wrap the ROC up
Nah, backslash wrap the rocks up, back the block up
Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers
Pass the vodka, listen, don't ever mention Dash or Hoffa
It's a Harlem thing dog, you'll clash with Mobsters (uptown)
Remember me? Got jumped on TNT (what's beef?)
Next week, back pump TNT (what's beef?)
All my niggaz got M-16's kid

[Hook: Cam'Ron]
Aiyyo, fuck losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new estate
Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date
I got ta move an eighth
Fuck the scrutiny
Y'all niggas screwin me
Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
Yell out homicide

[Cam'Ron]

[Cam'ron] Wake yo a** up
You know I'm looking for a ho
[Zeek] Word?
[Cam'ron] I found a ho
[Zeek] And?
[Cam'ron] And the ho ... ended up being a ho
[Zeek] Chu doing?
[Cam'ron] My man zeek always told me a hoes gon b a ho
Let a hoe fly
Let the birds f****n' fly
Let em fly right zeek?
[Zeek] They f*****g fly away...
[Verse:]
I need a girl who can sing like Celina
A** like Trina
Tits like Janet

(Yo, pass me that phone)
[Cam:] Hello?
[Guy:] Yo, yo, can I speak to Cam?
[Cam:] Fuck is this B? State ya name
[Guy:] Yo, yo, hello yo, you don't know me
O nothing like that, though dog
But Yaknawhamsayin'? I keep it gully though
Ad shit like that though dog
But I'm tryin', KnawhaImean?
[Cam:] Hold up, hold up, hold up calm down man.
You keep it gully and all this? What's going on

[Memphis Bleek]
Yeah...yeah, nigga...
Just Blazin' this shit, ya heard?
It's ya main man...I'm back niggaz...HOLLA!

My break I'm fresh off it
I never change, I'm stuck in these ways
Nike Airs, sweats and Taurus (uh?)
But I'm-a do it for my enemies
They wanna end my chill, wanna see what that villa be
Now what that sound like?
Plus they know what a clip get down like

[singer harmonizing]

[Cam'ron over singer]
Uhh, Killa, yo ..
You got to wonder man, what is all this shit really worth,
y'knahmean? Uhh, uhh, you ain't got ya man here to share
it wit, yo, fucked up man, yo ..

[Cam'ron]
I been on both sides of burglries, guns out and choked up
Man, this shit'll get you choked up
I'da been shot at, got at, backedstabbed, coked up
Almost doped up, but had no guts

[Jay-Z] Turn the motherfucking music up
[Cam'Ron] Just Blaze, man. You owe me nigga
[Jay-Z] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Welcome to the Empire State.
Home of the World Trade. Birthplace of Michael Jordan.
Home of Biggie Smalls. Roc-A-Fella headquaters.
Ladies and gentlemen, Killa Cam, Young Hov is definitely in the building
Brooklyn, Harlem World
(Welcome to New York City, welcome to New York City)