Horse And Carriage - Cam'ron

Chorus 

Mase: 
Mamacita 
Horse and carriage is for hire 
Mamacita, please senorita 
We gonna rise to the top 
Horse and carriage 
See my loves for hire 


Cam'Ron: 
Ay yo, you might see Cam in designer underwear 
In a reclining leather chair, reminders everywhere 
How we pull up in whips, the minors stop and stare 
And when it comez to girls, they behind us everywhere 
I mean, when I hang up on 'em, they pressin' redial 
I mean what the hell 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 in the trash 
You not my wife, so if after the sex I be fowl 
You better be down, the only question better be 'how' 
Threaten me now, let me style, no girl datin' me now 
In the ST with Un, are you sexy in thongs 
If you'll sex in this Lex and your stuff 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?!) 

Chorus 


Cam'Ron 
Yo, I love when catz think they bigger than a sumo 
That when I hit 'em with some Puerto Rican judo 
Uh, you don't know what that is 
That's when I say "they don't know who gat this is" 
(And yu dunno?) Yo' guns is hand me downs 
(And yu dunno?) We'll put you where you can't be found 
(And yu dunno?) You better toughin' up 
(And yu dunno?) Homeboy will ruff you up 
(And yu dunno?) Baby, we don't need you 
And when it comes to 'Jimmy,' my name's 'me' too 
And when he got smashed I was like "me too" 
'Cause when he got cash, I was like "me too" 
And when he got the job 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 got it out, your car's see-through 

Chorus 


Cam'Ron 
Ay yo, I pull up to the hotel with my whip on blast 
Say to the vallay homeboy "don't hit my jag" 
Seen the bell boy, yo he won't get my cash 
Just show me my room yo, and get my bags 
So the girl, that's my hon, I'm gon' drop this glass 
I guess he was shocked when I touched her stash 
It really wasn't nothin' she was peedy aight 
"Does that say Harlem World?" yeah you readin' it right 
And we havin' a party later tonight 
Like Phil Collins have in "The Heat Of The Night" 
'Cause Cam rock the party (All Night Long) 
'Til when? ('Til the early morn') 
It don't stop (and uh) it don't quit 
(and uh) drop ticks (and uh) we pop Cris 
Right now too tipsied to drive 
But I got my horse and carriage right outside 

Chorus 


Mamacita 
Horse and carriage is for hire 
Mamacita, please senorita 
We gonna rise to the top 
Michael Foster, Puffy Combs 
Jimmy Jones, Mason Betha and blood shed forevah 
And we gonna rise 
And we gonna rise 
And we gonna rise