Cam’ron, Ma$e - Horse & Carriage lyrics

Uncle Manson cameron Giles
And I'm Mason Betha and this Untertainment
And we're gonna rise to the top
Jacob the Chancellor and Troy Topper

Ayo, 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 fuck 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 foul
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 sexy in thongs
If you'll sex 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?)
Bitch, Shut the fuck up!

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

Yo hey yo
I love when cats think they
Bigger than a sumo
That's when I hit 'em with
A little Puerto Rican judo
Oh, 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) Nigga
We'll fuck 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 ass 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

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

Ayo, I pull to the hotel
With my shit on blast
Tell the valet "Motherfucker don't
Hit my Jag"
Seen the bell boy, nigga he can kiss my ass
Just show me my room nigga, and get my bags
So the girl, that's my hon
Almost dropped his glass
I guess he was shocked when I touched her ass
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

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
Mason Betha and Bloodshed for ever
And we gonna rise and we gonna rise
And we gonna rise andre Thompson