Killa Cam
[Chorus]
Where the bros at? (Where)
Where ya hoes at? (Where they at)
Where ya clothes at? (Where they at)
N***a, damn
Yea I'm with them killers, like my name was Killa Cam
Hit em' with that heat, n***a thought my name was Bam
[Verse]
I got red up in my cup, that shit got me fucked up
N***as said I'm buyin' promo, I'm like "N***a, what the fuck?"
If you like to run yo mouth, n***a come and try yo luck
I don't like to shoot from deep, bitch I'm creepin' through that cut
Yea, speedin' on the e-way, I just poured a 6
I just pulled up to the show, bad bitch wanna take a pic'
But she only want that money, n***a I could nеver trick
All I got is blues on me, n***as thought I was a crip
Monеy, money, money make the world go round
Yo hoe all up in my bed, askin' for another round
Yea I'm back up in the trap, got a whole lot of pounds
Man yo gang just like to talk, y'all a whole bunch of clowns
Yea them n***as finna spaz, all I do is say the word
Put that dick up in ya ear, n***a fuck what ya heard
And she know I get real fly, n***a like I was a bird
All you do is watch my page, n***a damn yo ass a nerd
[Chorus]
Where the bros at? (Where)
Where ya hoes at? (Where they at)
Where ya clothes at? (Where they at)
N***a, damn
Yea I'm with them killers, like my name was Killa Cam
Hit em' with that heat, n***a thought my name was Bam
Where the bros at? (Where)
Where ya hoes at? (Where they at)
Where ya clothes at? (Where they at)
N***a, damn
Yea I'm with them killers, like my name was Killa Cam
Hit em' with that heat, n***a thought my name was Bam
Where the bros at? (Where)
Where ya hoes at? (Where they at)
Where ya clothes at? (Where they at)
N***a, damn
Yea I'm with them killers, like my name was Killa Cam
Hit em' with that heat, n***a thought my name was Bam
[Verse]
I got red up in my cup, that shit got me fucked up
N***as said I'm buyin' promo, I'm like "N***a, what the fuck?"
If you like to run yo mouth, n***a come and try yo luck
I don't like to shoot from deep, bitch I'm creepin' through that cut
Yea, speedin' on the e-way, I just poured a 6
I just pulled up to the show, bad bitch wanna take a pic'
But she only want that money, n***a I could nеver trick
All I got is blues on me, n***as thought I was a crip
Monеy, money, money make the world go round
Yo hoe all up in my bed, askin' for another round
Yea I'm back up in the trap, got a whole lot of pounds
Man yo gang just like to talk, y'all a whole bunch of clowns
Yea them n***as finna spaz, all I do is say the word
Put that dick up in ya ear, n***a fuck what ya heard
And she know I get real fly, n***a like I was a bird
All you do is watch my page, n***a damn yo ass a nerd
[Chorus]
Where the bros at? (Where)
Where ya hoes at? (Where they at)
Where ya clothes at? (Where they at)
N***a, damn
Yea I'm with them killers, like my name was Killa Cam
Hit em' with that heat, n***a thought my name was Bam
Where the bros at? (Where)
Where ya hoes at? (Where they at)
Where ya clothes at? (Where they at)
N***a, damn
Yea I'm with them killers, like my name was Killa Cam
Hit em' with that heat, n***a thought my name was Bam