Lyrics:
Here go the pin And swipe it hard I’m going Hammer So go ahead and spend I’m going Hammer Bammer Jammer Yammer Crammer Slammer Rammer I’m going Hammer
feel right Yeah, my lamp got it's shade on it but damn it's still bright! Yeah, i yammer on but yammer on me and it's still right? Could write with my
hands, master (?) Sliding in my SLAB, slapping Big KRIT Woofers in the back, tweeters in my (?) Push button secret stash box for my yammer Yammer me, yes
who I am Bitch I know it's me An I am the way I am Show me how it's done I like baby wit the yammers Big ass in my face Yeah I'm bout to slam her Yeah
I keep shorty for the fun of her (Legs) Keep that Yammer for the Runner Ups (Spray It) If he with me, then he one of us (Yea) If they reppin', they
Welcome to florida Home of the palms dem yammers & dem z's Welcome to florida Where bitches be shakin ass on dat beach Welcome to florida Where dey
We don't like scammers Plans with the yammers Citadel sadness Yeah Broke tunnel vision False with the rhythm Broke figure niggas Nah We don't like
locked in the slammer (Free A1) Fuck a paystub man I'd rather be a yammer Thick lil bitch coming down from Alabama (Thick thick) W-W-E bitch you know I'm
wanna do it on camera No we never sold for the banner Kyle in the mo with a pamela Tmac on the back with a yammer Tell me she want the scene on the camera
color Nigga gone die if they fucking With ha Louis Bandana Louis Santana Louis Taliban Louis V yammer Bought ha ass two Louis V bags Just to tuck my
Young Yammer Boy Like a mad, like a mad dog Fuck that bro thuggin With that chopper he gone blast off Never gave a fuck he crashing out Gone take
to precious To be wrapped up in your shit Yammer yammer Ya got no roots Bulffin bout ya army But ya got no troops Ive got two styles Flip flops or boots 3 from
get it Yeh Kazi gang gang gang This one for yammers and the drug dealers Yammers and the drug dealers Still playing with cards nigga Kazi gang gang gang
We nuh play dolly house, gyal a fall for the yammer Listen when mi talk, when mi talk, mi nuh stammer From mi touch inna di summer, mi nuh even memba
pure tit for tat Cake and yammer, wan' claim seh dem a shot Responsibility, they never want nuff after that They want model in ten thousand dolla
I am beside myself, myself I didn't know that I didn't have to listen to you yammer on all the time Cause you were rarely right Yeah you were rarely
a damn Just shut up, man Slow Joe is getting pissed at Mr. Tiny Hands The Orange Man keeps on yappin' does he not understand that If Slow Joe yammers
to yammer How many times must we believe Spin it around Your inability when all you do is manipulate fear and reality Spin it around
Ralph Lauren Now it’s Luccini on me I got the yammer On tuck You can’t see it on me Let's Go Look Reminiscent of Miami Vice How I slide Under city lights
The rigmarole that you've been told The stammer and yammer Every mother's son Get out and have your fun Even you, honey bun
the gravity hammer Shit I'm must be a programmer Hear these kids yammer They just want my banner They're a message spammer As I shot them in the hangar Pull it
Orlonda I'm on a I'm on a Honor a Armor a Hammer a Bammer a Yammer a Sammer a Ram her a My Fanta, go ransome My Fanta, go ransome My Fanta, go ransome My
deeper in the triv Off my appellation I started from a eighth 'n Wasn't movin' nathan Standin on Castana Yammer and a hammer Never stutter stammer No guts
the hammers Same bloodline so I know they won't yammer Know they gon clam up If we get jammed up Know they gon blame ya If my hammer jam up Name ring bells
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