Get 'Em Girls / The Mizzle Outro - Cam'Ron

I get the boasters boasting, I get computers putting

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 thener get 'em, play Rolly Poley

I’ll tell you true stories, how I coldly hold heat

When it’s reaping time, I get on extra grind

Fried to fricassee, pepper seed to pepper dine

Jeff Hamilton, 'Genesis,' leather time

Bitches say, «I'm the man», I tell 'em, «Never mind»

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

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

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

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 boot camp, you on food stamps

Welfare, no health care, 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