Trackmasters - Horse & Carriage lyrics

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Trackmasters - Horse & Carriage lyrics

[Verse 1: Cam'ron] Aiyyo, you might see Cam in designer underwear In a reclining leather chair, reminders everywhere How we pull up in whips, the minors start to stare And when it comes to girls, they behind us everywhere I mean, when I hang up on 'em, they pressin' redial I mean what the f** is it, why you stressin' me child It'd be one thing if you were finessin' my style But when I go to court, you know the dress of the trial You not my wife, so if I ask head I be fowl You better be down, the only question better be 'how' Threaten' me now, bet me a thou, no girl deadin' me now In the SC we're gone, are you s**y in thongs If you'll s** in the Lex and your head be the bomb I'll get you that stuff that Gretzky skate on (What you mean "Gretzky be on"?) Ice (Oh you're gonna buy me diamonds?!) b**h, Shut the f** up! [Mase] Mamacita Horse and carriage is for hire Mamacita, please senorita We gonna rise to the top Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire [Verse 2: Cam'ron] Yo, I love when cats think they bigger than a sumo That when I hit 'em with a little Puerto Rican judo Uh, you don't know what that is That's when I say "ju don't know who gat this is" (And ju don't know) Yo' guns is hand me downs (And ju don't know) We'll put you where you can't be found (And ju don't know) You better toughin' up (Cause ju don't know) n***a we'll f** you up (And ju don't know) Baby, we don't need you And when it comes to 'Jimmy,' my name's 'me' too Cause when he got cash, I was like "me too" And when he got a** I said "me too" And when he got the drop I was like "me too" And when he almost got shot I said "me too" What you get now is just a preview We all tinted out, your car's see-through I see you [Mase] Mamacita Horse and carriage is for hire Mamacita, please senorita We gonna rise to the top Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire [Verse 3: Cam'ron] Aye yo, I pull to the hotel with my sh** on blast Tell the valet "Motherf**er don't hit my Jag" Seen the bell boy, n***a he can kiss my a** Just show me my room n***a, and get my bags So the girl, that's my hon, almost dropped his gla** I guess he was shocked when I touched her a** It really wasn't nothin' she was peedy aight "Does that say Harlem World?" yeah you readin' it right And we havin a party, be there tonight Like Phil Collins have her in "The Heat Of The Night" Cause Cam rocks the party (All Night Long) 'Til when? ('Til the early morn') It don't stop (and uh) it don't quit (and uh) drop six (and uh) we pop Cris Right now too tipsy to drive But I got my horse and carriage right outside [Mase] Mamacita Horse and carriage is for hire Mamacita, please senorita We gonna rise to the top Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire Mamacita Horse and carriage is for hire Mamacita, please senorita We gonna rise to the top Michael Foster, Huddy Combs Jimmy Jones, Stason Betha and Bloodshed for ever And we gonna rise And we gonna rise And we gonna rise Andre Thompson [Production by Trackmasters]