Lyrics:
It's raining
Rain, rain, go away
La, la, la...
We do the jammy dance, yeah we do the jammy dance
We do the jammy dance, yeah we do the jammy dance
Put
Alright, guys, it is like way past your bed time
I wann see you in your jammies on the count of one, two, three
Get your jammies on!
Get you
Jammy, Jammy, Jammy doo, ¿Cuántos años tienes tu?
Jammy, Jammy, Jammy doo, ¿Cuántos años tienes tu?
Uno, dos
Jammy, Jammy, Jammy doo, ¿Cuántos años
I had a blast
I bet you like me
You're not that fast
You're blushing plummy
Cause I'm so jammy jammy jammy
Follow me
I command you
To starve
Life is so jammy
So you can jammin
Life is so jammy
Life is like honey
Life is so jammy
Don't care bout money
Life is so jammy
Life is like
I just
it's romantic (romantic)
Get you out your panties (your panties)
Hit you with this jammy (hit you with this jammy)
Hit you with this jammy, ah (with
Strap on that there jammy pac
Get a grip on your soul
Sip on that there family flask,
And I'll guide you towards the door
She don't feed me in
goin' Xanny for Xanny
She start to pull off her panty
I start to pull out the jammy
We goin' blammy for blammy
You shot, you get robbed, or you hit
off her panty
I start to pull out the jammy
We goin' blammy for blammy
You get shot, you get robbed, or you hit
Knock 'em all off with a stick
Kill
Green frog in his big blue jammies
Hanging out with his friends having time of his life
I know its cute, but just bear with me
We talking bout’
Thats A Lie,
I'm A Super Crazy Guy Jo Kutoka Nai,
Okay, I Sey Di Aii Di Jammy Jammy, Jammy Jammy,
I Sey Di Aii Di Jammy Jammy, Jammy Jammy,
Jina Ni
Green frog in his big blue jammies
Hanging out with his friends having time of his life
I know its cute, but just bear with me
We talking bout’
Santa won't you come
Won't you come with me
If there's room enough for one how about 2 or 3?
I've got a Jammy and a Garry and a Christmas tree
Pajama party over here!
Pajama party over there!
Put your jammies on,
And grab your teddy bears.
Pranksters to the left.
And pranksters to the right.
Bojammy ay
und singe...
Refrain Bojammy jammy jammy jammy aye, Bojammy Bojammy aye
"Ähm, naja Jagd ist halt ein Hobby von mir. Mit den Kindern gehen
been up, a nigga done been down
Shit, I might as well run around this bi***
I used to wear handmedowns
Now it's Ralph Lauren horses on my jammies now
I
Gotta slip my jammies on
Slip my jammies on
Slip those motherfucking pink fleece jammies on
Gotta slip my jammies on
Slip my jammies on
Slip those
Uuuh Dj jammy you are killing me
Je m'appel Specikinging
Oooh it Davinchi on the beat
Too many girls for my area
Na u wey dey gimme malaria
Gimme
She looking like a Grammy
She know that she don't understand me
I only open up to family
She just wan fuck in her jammies
I told her come through
papa roots an' fi di Junglе man
Mi deejay pupa Jammy's fi di Firehouse man
Mi deejay Jack Ruby in a Saint Ann's
Deejay pupa Tarus over Portland
Deejay
Okay, hold up just a second on it
I woke up late, ain't even get my jammies off yet
No way, that I'm lazy but I'm lazing
Fuck it, why the hell am I
There's never been a man
Who stood his ground like Jammy
Did once in Adelaide.
No matter what you bowl,
Whether fast or slow,
He'll play you like
was living on the street
But on his feet he wore the jammy boots
The jammy boots
He didn't need a suit
The storyline was not the entertaining part
It
Oh' our little Sammy, got pretty blue eyes
She's still in her jammies, ha what a surprise
Oh' our sweet Sammy, with her beautiful vibe
Girl's still
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