Cam’ron - Halftime Show lyrics
Cam'ron [Cam'ron Giles] Manhattan, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Cam’ron - Halftime Show lyrics]
Killa, Dipset
Check my stats man (seventy-eight and O 78-0)
I got to be the best livin' man
(you already know) holla at me
Like Alex Trebek, you're in "Jeopardy"
Yesiree, got the recipe
Give ya a TEC, but nope, not a referee
Like Wyclef, I'm a refugee, Rollie-wear
Cocky, don't play hockey
But have your mom in goalie gear
See the ice, grab the stick
Hit the break pads
Get her knee pads, penalty, face mask
I face grab the don enter the don's in her
The don of don play the
Dug-out like Don Zimmer
I hang wit' Steinbrenner just to
Get my cash turn
I call my car Jamal, it get "Mashburn"
Crash burn, rest in peace, Dale Earnhardt
My cousin died the same way
Hit that turn hard
So I stack from the gamblin'
Drop cash on the Phantom
Play "DIPSET, DIPSET" yeah
The National Anthem
Drive the seven series, to the World Series
I'm so serious, I want the whole world
Hear me
Man, I got to be the best livin'
That's a given, check my stats
This the halftime show
What could mess wit that
Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
What's ya name huh? Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
Man, I got to be the best livin'
That's a given, check my stats
This the halftime show
What could mess wit that
Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
What's ya name huh? Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
Man, you know how I line my backs (how?)
With a dime of crack (oh)
They slang to the rack, through the legs
Behind the back
Wanna play for my team? Come sign the track
Treat you like a sprinter, I find the track
If you hype I got hyper men, Spider-Man
In Minnesota my Vikings sell Vicodins
I got clients connects, my alliance respect
I'm like New York football, Giants on Jets
Even Buffalo Bills
My deals up in those mills
But I still cop keys, fuck with those Krills
Yeah, up in those hills
Where they have chosen to feel
The face dive in the snow, nose in they grill
I be with Don King, if you a fighter, good
Fuck Tiger Woods, it's tigers in the hood
(Harlem) so come test the birdie
If ya stretched the dirty
Give ya your Quarterback like Testaverde
Man, I got to be the best livin'
That's a given, check my stats
This the halftime show
What could mess wit that
Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
What's ya name huh? Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
Man, I got to be the best livin'
That's a given, check my stats
This the halftime show
What could mess wit that
Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
What's ya name huh? Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
Check my stats man (seventy-eight and O 78-0)
I got to be the best livin' man
(you already know) holla at me
Like Alex Trebek, you're in "Jeopardy"
Yesiree, got the recipe
Give ya a TEC, but nope, not a referee
Like Wyclef, I'm a refugee, Rollie-wear
Cocky, don't play hockey
But have your mom in goalie gear
See the ice, grab the stick
Hit the break pads
Get her knee pads, penalty, face mask
I face grab the don enter the don's in her
The don of don play the
Dug-out like Don Zimmer
I hang wit' Steinbrenner just to
Get my cash turn
I call my car Jamal, it get "Mashburn"
Crash burn, rest in peace, Dale Earnhardt
My cousin died the same way
Hit that turn hard
So I stack from the gamblin'
Drop cash on the Phantom
Play "DIPSET, DIPSET" yeah
The National Anthem
Drive the seven series, to the World Series
I'm so serious, I want the whole world
Hear me
Man, I got to be the best livin'
That's a given, check my stats
This the halftime show
What could mess wit that
Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
What's ya name huh? Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
Man, I got to be the best livin'
That's a given, check my stats
This the halftime show
What could mess wit that
Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
What's ya name huh? Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
Man, you know how I line my backs (how?)
With a dime of crack (oh)
They slang to the rack, through the legs
Behind the back
Wanna play for my team? Come sign the track
Treat you like a sprinter, I find the track
If you hype I got hyper men, Spider-Man
In Minnesota my Vikings sell Vicodins
I got clients connects, my alliance respect
I'm like New York football, Giants on Jets
Even Buffalo Bills
My deals up in those mills
But I still cop keys, fuck with those Krills
Yeah, up in those hills
Where they have chosen to feel
The face dive in the snow, nose in they grill
I be with Don King, if you a fighter, good
Fuck Tiger Woods, it's tigers in the hood
(Harlem) so come test the birdie
If ya stretched the dirty
Give ya your Quarterback like Testaverde
Man, I got to be the best livin'
That's a given, check my stats
This the halftime show
What could mess wit that
Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
What's ya name huh? Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
Man, I got to be the best livin'
That's a given, check my stats
This the halftime show
What could mess wit that
Killa Cam' Killa Cam'
What's ya name huh? Killa Cam' Killa Cam'