I smoke i drink.. all i know but its not youngblooodz or body head bangerz that made the song its pretty new anyone know the song?

sorry my mistake.



Edited 1 times. Last edit at 07/03/07 07:56PM by F A B Scott.

does it hav a girl in it?

I think i no the song....does it have a chick in it?

Its like i smoke, i drink, me too...we gon' get it on 2 nytttt...?

Is this the song??

Cam'ron - Hey Ma Lyrics

(feat. Juelz Santana)
[Cam'Ron and Women]
Hey ma, what's up, lets slide, all right, all right
And we get it on tonight
You smoke, I smoke, I drink, me too, well good
Cause we gon get high tonight
Got drops, got Coups, got Trucks, got juice, all right
Cause we gon take a ride tonight
So ma, what's up, let's slide, all right, all right
And we gon get it on tonight

[Juelz Santana]
Yo, Now I was downtown clubbin', ladies night
Seen shorty she was crazy right
And I approach baby like
Ma, What's your age and type?
She looked at me and said use a baby right
I told her, I'm 18 and live a crazy life
Plus I'll tell you what the 80's like
And I know what ladies like
Need a man that's polite, listens and takes advice
I could be all three, plus I can lay the pipe
Come with me come stay the night
She looked at me laughin', like boy your game is tight
I'm laughin' back like show you right
Get in the Car
And don't touch nothing Sit in the car
Let discuss Somethin'
Either we lovin' or I'll see you tommorow
Now we speeding up the Westside
Hand creepin' up her left side, I'm ready to do it
Ready to bone, ready for dome
55th exit, damn, damn, already we home
Now let's get it on

[Chorus]

[Cam'Ron]
Now That I got a girl, my Ex wanna holla and spit
Told me to acknowledge her quick
She like Cam stop frontin'
On that Dave Hollister Tip
Come over lets swallow and sip
I'm like momma that's it
I promise you dick, usually have a problem with chicks
They all say I'm rotten and rich
But not her, booby's real
High heel dooby feel, plus got them Gucci nails, uh
You a cutie still, and this my down girl too
Ain't no groupie deal
We left the movies with Uzies, Suzuki wheels,
To the Jocose, I tell you my booby's real
I mean she do be winning, luey spinnin
Go to the crib she got the Gucci linen'
I see booby grinning
She looked and said Cam, I know that you be sinning
Naw, I'm a changed man, look at the range maim
I got a whole new game plan
Looked and said that's nothing but game Cam
She was right; she was up in the Range man
Droped her off at the L, now I'm flippin' the cell
That's right I had to call up L
[Cam And Juelz Together]
You L, what up, I hit, what else, plus dome, say word
And we got it on tonight

[Chorus]

na its shit like u a=ya mad head

na ive neva heard it

Song = Do It Big
Artist = Mr. Magic

Lyrics:

B-Doctor!
Let's welcome em to the Vault baby
Do it big nigga!
Do it big nigga!
Do it big nigga!
Stupid ass nigga

[Chorus: Magic] Repeat 2x
I smoke (Yea!), I drank (Yea!)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't (Uh-huh)
I'ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then

I do it big nigga 3x

[Verse 1: Youngbleed]
So many ways to get paid
Better, keep, fake, i.d.
Sure yall don't try me
It's murder, I'm a server
Lyric life sentence
Relentless, a menace to society
Full of robberies so **** it
I hop in the bubble
Wrap the Beretta wit a rag
That glock in the Cutlass
Nigga I'm always hustlin
And yea, round the Cadillacs
The alibam's a must (Uh-huh, yea yea)
Crimey and grimey weed smuckers (Uh-huh, yea yea)
Money and weed, you know my mind see on the Don Don P
With Mr. Magic and Traffic blowin
some bomb weed (Uh-huh, yea yea)
In your mind, I call my pistol cause it stay by me (Uh-huh)
That's like my brother, lucky mothers
We ain't nothin to see (Uh-huh)
Or like my nigga Pete, but Uncle Pete
Or my partner Moe Pete, and Low Key
Nigga, you know me man
It ain't no thang to c*** it back
and make you shake thug bang
Grab the weed, rhyming the coke name nigga, what's up

[Chorus] Repeat 2x
I smoke (Yea!), I drank (Yea!)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't (Uh-huh)
I'ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then

I do it big nigga 3x

[Verse 2: Mr. Magic]
I ain't got nuthin but d*** for you hoes
I won't trick, I ain't sick for you hoes
I ain't got nuthin to give to no nigga
Deal wit no nigga, chill wit no nigga
I'ma keep a stack of that funny smelling tobacco
Pistol in my hand, nigga ready to act a
God damn fool, ignorant muthaf***a bout to lose my cool
Let me smoke a goose so I can calm my nerves
Find me a duck, get some head in the Burb
I'ma fool on them hoes nigga
That's my word, show me a dime and I'm bet I'm gettin served
Everybody know me probably saw me half-c***ed
Drunk, high in the club bout to get it hot
Louisiana nigga, down here we getting bucked (Bucked!)
And if we ain't fighting, it's probably cause we too f***ed up!

[Chorus] Repeat 2x
I smoke (Yea!), I drank (Yea!)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't (Uh-huh)
I'ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then

I do it big nigga 3x

[Boosie Talking]
I do it big
Lil Boosie do it big boy
Feel this here, check this out
Look

[Verse 3: Lil Boosie]
I smoke, I drank, I tote that iron (That iron)
Eyes stay red, and my guhl stay fine
I'ma problem child, I know you heard
I ain't no turtle, I'ma crocodile (Crocodile!)
And I'll serve ya
See Lil Boosie from that South Side (That South Side!)
In they mouth got bout five
Got them Tees with dem Ree's
wit dem black and white cowel (Cowel!)
I want Ashanti, Beyonce and Trina
So I could hit her from the back, like I do my black nina
I miss my nigga Soulja Slim (Rest In Peace), and that's for real
So in your memory I pop a pill, c*** the steel
If you don't like it you could take it to that level
That go the mo light, mo won't you come and meet the Devil
Look, I'na put two labels on my back
and start walking (Start walking!)
And it ain't in six states now I got everybody talking
Look, and I thug (I thug), with my thugs (My thugs)
We getting paid from the block to the club
That's what's up nigga

[Chorus] Repeat 2x
I smoke (Yea!), I drank (Yea!)
I'm supposed to stop but I can't (Uh-huh)
I'ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!)
And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes
Do it big then

I do it big nigga 3x

I dont wanna read no bullshit about this song like they was doing with Lil Troy - Wanna Be A Baller (That shit was ridiculous and someone couldn't accept the fact that it WAS Lil Troy who sings it, NOT FUCKING CHINGY!) But heres what you're lookin fo' homie. 3rd Coast (254) Kill City TX, L.B. 4-3 Niggas go HARD!