Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cam'ron] Uh, Killa, Killa! Harlem World '89, black Jordans they were mine Hund'-eighth, Toy Dork is the only one ever pay me mind Baby mine, lady fine (fine), you ever date a dime? (dime) Before your favorite rhymes, had gator lime Major crime made me grind, copped fancy heat You know hater time, cat food, Fancy Feast Dated Nancy niece, she like candy treats God damn she sweet, we did Delancey Street We hopped the D train, you don't understand the streets No hassle heffer, did we battle? Never We went Easter shoppin', coppin' them tassled leathers From Gimbels with game, make it simple and plain I wanna nibble on ya ear, rekindle the flame I'm God's child, but yeah I got devilish game Once you meddle wit' Cam, ma'am it's never the same So you through with the peekin'? You pursuin' and seekin'? You know the season Killa, what you doin' this weekend? Huh? Killa, Killa! [Chorus: Cam'ron (Weekend Girl sample)] (Weekend girl) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be... (And I don't have time on the weekday) You could be my, you could be my (Weekend girl) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be... (But maybe we can try to work it out) [Verse 2: Cam'ron] Killa, uh, Killa, uh Some say that I'm belligerent, others say that I'm ignorant I don't just experiment, intimate not my sentiment Every day at the tenement, yayo like I invented it Scrambled just like eggs, like eggs to benedict They don't ever remember shit, all they want is their membership Only one that they gettin' is jackins, that's the end of it They want designer recliner along with benefits Won't take a risk, but wanna spend a mick Wipe 'em off my agenda quick, I need the other gender thick You see my Monday to Fridays, I need a Friday to Sunday We'll eat Friday's on Fridays, and go to Sunday's on Sundays Drink a little liquor, maybe twist a L Play catch and kiss, if you don't kiss and tell Take the city bus, or come through with chauffeurs We could do Air Ones hun, or Louie loafers Yeah I'm truly focused, take down your Snoopy posters Put up Killa Season's, now who the reason? Come through this weekend, huh? Huh?.. Killa [Chorus: Cam'ron (Weekend Girl sample)] (Weekend girl) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be... (And I don't have time on the weekday) You could be my, you could be my (Weekend girl) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be... (But maybe we can try to work it out) [Verse 3: Cam'ron] Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh Killa, Killa, Killa, uh I drive big cars, puff heaven haze Not just the weekend, that's seven days Rev up the engine, not a lemon, it's lemon That's the color, wanna play 7-11? You know catch and hump, your butt gotta extra rump Forget ya man, extra clip, extra pump Don't mean to be extra, but ma..I extra stunt Extra money, extra piff, extra blunts Extra, extra, really some neck I want Not the dude for help, but you're truly felt Ass fat, stomach flat, I could see ya Louie belt Mine on too, for any gunplay I'm a troublemaker, yeah yeah some say You're model material, you need a runway So let's runaway, we could hit the runway Round-trip not a one way, come play Rio Friday, Spain on Saturday Back on Sunday, make work Monday, huh? Killa [Chorus: Cam'ron (Weekend Girl sample)] (Weekend girl) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be... (And I don't have time on the weekday) You could be my, you could be my (Weekend girl) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be... (But maybe we can try to work it out)