Your Favorite CamRon lines

[AJtheOne]

Chill while I'm chasing millions
I'm a baller that would merk you like Jayson Williams





Aiyyo I argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time
"Get that off the table Cam'ron it's dinner time"
I got a line downstairs ma, I'm in the grind
From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine
You cooking pork anyway, I ain't in to swine
"You out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind
I'mma surpass crack, move on to Nasdaq
But still my connects move anthrax on Amtrak





bytches dissin "What's the problem ma? I ain't ballin?"
Now every ten minutes, hoes prank callin'

 

[Homer Simpson]

I did a bid one Winter, I was back in the Fall.
Crack in the hall, my nikka with my back against the wall.
Glock in the club, pop you while you poppin' your Bub.
Love my rocks, or you love the way I'm rockin em, love?
"Cam a sucker, cam a bytch"... is that what you think?
Well THINK, act like I ain't cop gats with the minks.
Copped my crew all furs. Copped me a North Face, a north lake, four cakes and about to hit four states.
Cops asking if I'm blood or crip.
Tell 'em, "Sergeant... my set, dog? Slug and Clip."
You gon know when it's hugged and gripped, lead'll spill.
You gon see yellow, blue and red for real.
See the red is from the bodies, we cock ours and pop ours.
And the blue is gonna be from all the cop cars.
Here come the tape in the air is yellow.
You don't hear me yet? Then glock to his ear and "Hello."
Killa Regime. What? You ain't feelin' my team?
Have the doctor in the hospital feelin' your spleen.
Go on Feds, I'm beyond dead.
This ain't even me spittin, this my nikka Derrick Michael Armstead
AKA Bloodshed AKA Dibiase
AKA him and Killa went to see your hottie

 

[Homer Simpson]

upset because what she wear and showin (that's see through )
aww man you ain't in gear for knowin (god damn )
ask questions in fear of hoein. what's that? who you with? where you at? where you going? (where you going? )

 

[JordanWearinThe45]

That Fantastic Four verse is fukkin legendary

 

[AkaDemiK]

I've put undercovers, under covers
Not only that I put guns to mothers
Sons and brothers, aunts, nieces, nephews
Cousins to in-laws, no one's above us

 

[noodles]

Aye when I'm in the whip man I burn my rubber
But when I get mad Slay I pop my rubber
This bytch tried to pop my rubber
Had to tell her like Mike did Billie Jean "you are not my lover"
But one time I shot my lover popped my lover
Plead insanity said "forgot I love her"
But come check me out if u shop for butter
I got weight now had too many blocks to cover

That whole Kay Slay Alpo tape was crazy...

Also that classic Cam n Juelz Stretch n Bobbito 15 min freestyle...too many bars

 

[FreshAIG]

I did a bid one Winter, I was back in the Fall.
Crack in the hall, my nikka with my back against the wall.
Glock in the club, pop you while you poppin' your Bub.
Love my rocks, or you love the way I'm rockin em, love?
"Cam a sucker, cam a bytch"... is that what you think?
Well THINK, act like I ain't cop gats with the minks.
Copped my crew all furs. Copped me a North Face, a north lake, four cakes and about to hit four states.
Cops asking if I'm blood or crip.
Tell 'em, "Sergeant... my set, dog? Slug and Clip."
You gon know when it's hugged and gripped, lead'll spill.
You gon see yellow, blue and red for real.
See the red is from the bodies, we cock ours and pop ours.
And the blue is gonna be from all the cop cars.
Here come the tape in the air is yellow.
You don't hear me yet? Then glock to his ear and "Hello."
Killa Regime. What? You ain't feelin' my team?
Have the doctor in the hospital feelin' your spleen.
Go on Feds, I'm beyond dead.
This ain't even me spittin, this my nikka Derrick Michael Armstead
AKA Bloodshed AKA Dibiase
AKA him and Killa went to see your hottie

CLASSIC verse

 

[Homer Simpson]

Father had the nerve to tell me I'm a mistake
I said, "Dad I told my daughter that, I can relate!"

 

[FreshAIG]

Such a fukked up/dope line

Father had the nerve to tell me I'm a mistake
I said, "Dad I told my daughter that, I can relate!"

 

[MurderToCassette]

You the type of cat, wanna marry your lover
And go to the end of earth for her, like Mario Brothers
Better carry your rubber
Now you done this street, Me I gun this V
Somethin to see, and man, ain't nothin to me
Not my man, not my style
Not my fam, not my pal
Not my click, not my type
Hell no we not alike

 

[Kirk Thuglass]

man, too many to name em all. my personal GOAT. anyway the top that jump to mind...

it's nothin...


Cause of cake mix, ten homes,eight whips
But the eight whips I'm bout to trade for a spaceship
Call me NASA man, inside? plasma fam
You got a warrant? I'm in orbit, come after Cam
You gotta adore, I explore it, just like Dora
Take the order, gift wrap it, bora bora


troublemakers. the whole verse.



PE #1 is filled with tons of other quotables too...
"i walk in Nike Town, I tell em wipe me town"


"I know you 40 years old but go to the store for me"




"my bracelet is Times Square, necklace a Christmas Tree
The piece seen across the entire state children
night version of the Empire State Buildin'"

 

[noodles]

What you know about goin out heading West
Red Lex, TVs all up in the head rest? (Nothin)
Tell u anyway I done made many pay
Mad I took the flow? Shyt I helped u write it anyway (Ask Puff) - That's Harlem

 

[FreshAIG]

"Man a lot of cats rhyme, well screw they rap
Desert Bird to your head like a Bluejay's cap"

"You the type to say I rap, I rhyme, look I freestyle
Rap is played out ain't shyt here for free child
Me and Chris Lighty checks is what we see child
Ice won't get you sea sick bytch, it get you senile
Diplomats treat you like a beer bottle twist your cap
Hustler shyt, you never sold a bit of crack
Chain you might get it snatched, down to the latch
Send someone else to get it back, yo what type of shyt is that?"

"Make you leave New York quicker, then John Wallace"

 

[noodles]

Ayo this girl stepped to me like "Cam you rock a lotta Prada"
Looked at her and said bytch I'm bout a dolla holla
i don't like it anyway I feel escada's hotter
Wan get a get a good dogg
I got her got her
Cause Cam is in to lakes and cliffs
Jay say "Belvedere" now yall drinking the shyt
Please
Oh my god brotha following is not gutta
It's amazing trendsetters from u COC-suckas

 

[NigerianDonDada]

I'm here Dame, I'm here, Killa
This is just fate, how I would sit on a crate
Listen to tapes, every day a frisk was at stake
Jakes' cuffs, wrists getting raped; my mission was straight -- to
Visit them states near them great Michigan lakes
And fukk a bathroom, I pissed on the gate
Flipped the bird at em, flip a bird, switch up my plates
I got plans that was better than jail
Now look -- we like Bird, Parish, Kevin McHale
Scott, Worthy, Jabbar, and Magic
Oh my god it's magic; Isiah, Dumars, I will carve your casket
Phil, Scottie, and Mike; Phil, Shaq, and Kobe
My gats will detach you, homie
And I'm friends with thugs, I sell endless drugs
For the Roc Fam, dog, I extend my love
Jay, Bleek, beef I'll be crossing the bridge
Tossing they wigs, make corpse of they kids
Free, O, Sparks, and Mack Mittens
I'm 95 south, no doubt, mac clip in
I stack chips and I'm Saks Fifth-in
Louis Vuitton loafers, hat dripping
I go retrieve a duck, tell her proceed and suck
I don't just beat my cases, I beat 'em up
My lawyer eat 'em up put bars behind me
I'm glad they didn't stop that car behind me
shyt, it had three felons, gun shooters no
50 cal. A.C.P., Bazooka Joe
Don't be stupid though, I get scrilla man
I'm for'rilla man, yeah it's Killa Cam
Uhhh... DIP SET bytch!

Champion's verse