Girls Cash Cars
Cam'ron Lyrics

Trumpets please
Introducing the song, requesting attention

I wanna welcome everybody to Killa season
Welcoming listeners to Killa season

Dip, dip, dip Come and fuck with the set
Inviting listeners to join the 'set'

They tried to play us But they can't fade us A bunch of haters But we the greatest
Criticizing haters who tried to undermine them and proclaiming their own greatness

That mighty dip Fuckin' set Show a G respect, my weed connect Got it growing like Chia Pets
Boasting about the potency and quality of their weed supply

So, come and deal wit the kids We ballin', big baby
Repeating the invitation to join them and emphasizing their wealth and success

You know I'm strapped for the drama Afghan to Harlem, clap his Mama Homeboy, don't ask for the ganja No way, hey, I relax in a sauna
Warning others not to mess with him and bragging about his relaxation in a sauna

Lay back, lay back, where the cake at? ASAP, ASAP, I replay that They wack, he not, we hot We got 3 glocks, right where they lay at
Asking for cake, replaying songs as soon as they are released, and bragging about their firearms

Got what's left to twist Diamonds surround my wrist Y'all all fiends, Spalding couldn't bounce like this
Bringing attention to his diamonds and implying that others are inferior

Yo yo, don't fuck with the po-po Oh, no, I'm 'bout that dough doe Juelz, he fuck with the cocoa Niggaz going loco, that's a no-no
Advising listeners not to involve themselves with the police, mentioning a specific drug and warning against going crazy

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, it's dipest Oh no, row boats, coke float sand hit decks
Repeating the 'dip' phrase and making a nonsensical reference to row boats and cocaine

Flashin' bras The world is ours Them classic cars plus girls, cash and cars Cash and cars, girls, cash and cars Girls, cash, cars, girls, cash and cars, cash and cars, cars
Expounding on their wealth and possessions, including classic cars and women

y'all really wanna get this started? We all can act retarded Ya heart has been darted Bombarded, departed
Provoking listeners to challenge them and implying that they will not come out unscathed

Ma, ya pussy stink It been underseas Here's a Douche bag Hot rag, summers eve
Insulting a woman's hygiene and offering a solution

Yes, a hot bath, run, run, run it, please You hummin' G's? Through ya dungarees Don't maneuver there Here's a souvenir Washing set, kit Bitch, for ya pubic hairs Beat it, ain't no losers here Ma, tryna move up here Send my dick down there That's with scuba gear And she eat out While she takin' deep cock Eaves drop, need not, cam walker needs not And my game's so tight And my aim's so right In a range all white Entertain more dykes All they say all night is
Describing a sexual encounter and boasting about sexual prowess and tactics

But 'cha brain, maayne Will be like my chain on ice But my chain, maaayne It look like a rainbow sight
Comparing the effects of the song on the mind to the appearance of his rainbow-colored chain

So, come and deal wit the kids We ballin', big baby
Repeating the invitation to join them and emphasizing their wealth and success

Dip, dip, dip Come and fuck with the set Dip, dip, dip Come and fuck with the set
Repeating the 'dip' phrase and once again inviting others to join their 'set'