Ne-Yo

Ne-Yo - Camera Phone lyrics

rate me

Oh, oh, hey

Picture me and my gangsta girl, ridin' with the top back

Bangin' Ne-Yo, my neck free yo, my Sox hat

Tilted to the side like you know I get my grind on

Get my shine on, Jewelry Black in all rhinestones

Rims spinnin' like a globe, on these low pros

Do it big 'cause I'm supposed to floss

And that's the reason she break me off

'Cause I'm gangsta, and I'm ridin' with

Ne-Yo, it's a thug and a gentleman

Rollin' like a boss through, no matter the cost too

Kept tryin' to brag, what? Money not a issue

Don't let your girl see us that might make her diss you

'Cause if she roll with us, she won't even miss you

Pop rubber bands when I throw a stack

Before it hit the ground she throw it back

When I make it rain, that's chump change

That pay for the twenty six on my range

Range, range drive, drive

Take the wheel while I roll and slide

Climb over to the passenger side and freeze

And once again it's on

You should take a picture with your camera phone

Playa she not comin' home

And if I'm on her screen saver

That, that mean later we gone

If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me

If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me

If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me

Gonna roll with me, gonna roll with me

If you don't know by now, baby I'm a star

Look at my face, look at my car

Look at my waist then look at my scars

Look out the window, see where we are

In my Phantom, in my Rover, bangin'

Ne-Yo, it's a thug and a gentleman

She ain't never rolled in a car with the suicide

Girl, when it's you and I, they commitin' suicide

All of them want my girl

'Cause she pretty and thick in the thighs

Homie don't mastermind, do a song with suicide

She call me Jay, I call her B

We gettin' married to the streets

I'm chasin' money, she chasin' me

I'm right where I wanna be

With the B on my Bentley

The horse on my Lambo, crown on my Cadillac

Checks on my air max, haters better fall back

Before I put somethin' in your ball cap

That's my chick, I got her back like a bra strap

'Cause she fine and she cute

She think she all that, and she all that

That's my girl, that's my world

And once again it's on

You should take a picture with your camera phone

Playa she not comin' home

And if I'm on her screen saver

That, that mean later we gone

If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me

If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me

If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me

Gonna roll with me, gonna roll with me

Game, can you take a picture?

Ne-Yo, can you take a picture?

We've been waitin' all night

Just to take a picture with you

Game, can you take a picture?

Ne-Yo, can you take a picture?

We've been waitin' all night

Just to take a picture with you

Grab the wheel take control

And let your hair blow inside my Lambo

Pull out ya phone, picture that

Take it home let ya man

Know I'm hitin' that, while I'm hitin' that

She send it back, she drop it low

We about to blow

Me and N-E-dash-Y-O yo girl know

She so Ciara, so eve, so Mariah

So Be, she so Trina

I'm R Kelly, she remind me of my goldies

I'm cooly high, I'm cochi

She a thirty four D, I'm so pleased

I'm so so Def, she so Janet

I'm JD and she full of me

In the H2 we fold deep through the NYC off no sleep

I hate to drive but I break it wide

When I'm ridin' with my shawty

I'd kidnap her and never take her home

Ridin' off bangin' ne-yo sittin' on chrome

In that Mazaradi, see the paparazzi, they

(Flick, flick, flick)

She gone

And once again it's on

You should take a picture with your camera phone

Playa she not comin' home

And if I'm on her screen saver

That, that mean later we gone

If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me

If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me

If I let her take a picture, she gonna roll with me

Gonna roll with me, gonna roll with me

Woah

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