Camera Phone (feat. Ne-Yo)

Picture me and my gangster girl

Riding 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 spinning 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 riding with

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

Rollin' like a boss through

No matter the cost to

Kept trying to brag, what

Money not a issue

Don't let your girl see us

That might make her ditch 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 paid for the 26 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

If she take a picture with a camera phone

Player she not comin' home

And if I'm on her screen saver

That, that mean later we gon'

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 ever rolled in a car with the suicide

Girl when they you see you and I

They committin' suicide

All of them want, my girl

'Cause she pretty and thick in the thighs

Homie don't mess with mine

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 a B on my Bentley

The horse on my Lambo

Crown on my Cadillac

Checks on my Air Max

Haters, better fall back

'Fore I put something 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

If she take a picture with a camera phone

Then player she not comin' home

And if I'm on her screen saver

That, that mean later we gon'

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 waiting 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 waiting all night

Just to take a picture with you

Grab the wheel, take control

And let your hair blow inside my Lambo

Pull out your phone, picture that

Take it home, let your man know I'm hitting that

When I'm hitting that

She send it back

She drop it low

We about to blow

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

No, she so Ciara

So Eve

So Mariah

So be

She so Trina

I'm R. Kelly

She remind me of my goldies

I'm coolie high, I'm Cochi

She a 34-D, I'm so pleased

I'm so so deaf, 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 the drive, but I break it wide

When I'm ridin' with my shorty

I'd kidnap her, never take her home

Ridin' off bangin' Ne-Yo sitting on chrome

In that Maserati, see the paparazzi

They, she gone

And once again it's on

If she take a picture with a camera phone

Player she not comin' home

And if I'm on her screen saver

That, that mean later we gon'

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