Lyrics:
the homies I got Kelz on the jam (Jam)
Drippin day and night I got designer on my toes
Pour my syrup in a liter
I be drowning in a four, four (Drank)
Ducking
like the hottest
That's 1000° degrees
And if this is your jam
Let me see it, get your hands high
Get the fire marshall
We gon' need him here on standby
chamka
Roki na kadam
Aage badh ke dikha
Rakh bharosa khud pe
Aage tu ab badh yaara
Mushkile hazaar
Uanse tu ab ladh yaara
Manni na tu haar
Jam ke tu
Won't get me this time
100 thou
Couldn't get us out a jam
Me and Jewelz
Had to jam
Had a daughter
She wasn't in the plan
Wasn't thinking bout
You my one and all baby give me a chance
If a nigga talkin shit bet this glock it won’t jam
I been getting all dis guap baby do you understand
Shawty
to refuse
We play games rarely
Got hands your waist
Till sundown no way
Cause my bus moves by 8 and this is what femi says
No go jam go slow ko ma ba sun
to you and you took it
I gave my all to you and you booked it
We used to jam to those slow jams
We used to walk in love like lambs
Now baby I see that you
Two Am
Like Two Am
But Ima wake em up
The way I'm goin ham
And they bout to say
This shit they jam
They Jam
Main ones hating
I know they fans
They is
Huh, God damn
If Fooly made this shit, you know this shit a fucking jam uh
You know this shit a fucking jam
Yuh
They tell me "Reo you deserved this",
Choshi wa do Dirty R.A.Y
Is that jelly cuz jam don't shake like that...
DJ Dirkish, Dirty R.A.Y and ILL TRILL NEIL
I heard you to came to get wet
it
Imma go jam with the bars
No pork
But I gotta go ham with the bars
No man wanna stand
Imma slam with the bars
Slam dunk like the mail
Imma spam with
You are now listening to
The smooth jams of
R&B Stacks
Don’t worry about the wine
Just make sure that ass is on time
Come in stay the night with me
LA TRAFFIC JAM
LA TRAFFIC JAM
BEEN DELAYED
FOR A HOUR
ON MY WAY
TO THE HOUSE
GRAM AND A HALF
IN MY BACKWOOD FAM
Sipping on mimosas in Malibu
Showtime
Yeah you shake yeah you shake it
Girl you got my eyes jam lock on you
I say stop sexy mama back it up
Back it up now come on
Oh sexy mama whatchu got
meri
Tum ho jo mere taare bhi jam gaye
Marzi teri hai
Tum chale waha hum chale
Dekho nazare lo baadal bhi chatt gaye
Baadal bhi chhatt gaye
Tum hai hum
anybody wey dey gbe body
Verse 3:
The way the gbedu flow don dey make the girls dey jump
That's what I like, when them girls den don dey drop
Only one jam
and as yuh act normal
So when yuh wine in the jam (Act normal!)
And yuh girlfriend say, ""look yuh man"" (Act normal!)
Babygirl just stick to the plan
Girl is
szesnastą wiosnę
I pod spódniczką dobrze mi znać
Pewnego razu pewnej niedzieli
Kochana mamcia wyjechała
On przyszedł do mnie jam łóżko słała
On prosił bym
off, it's what it is
That's what she wanted, yes I'm still Aye gentleman
But see you push this gentle man, I'll empty clips until it jam, now this yo jam
I slam bars spittin while your jam jar sippin
With vocal delivery to have your land lord flippin
I tell these rhyme tots go get your shine box
Shoot
the new jam now
Generation space jam done grown up now
Independent sound be the dog pound
And when we on its lights out
No L-J like Mike now
96 get it one
the kitty-cat I just want the brain, yea
G-Star Tech don't jam
Blow a whole stack on a bunch of rubber-bands
Took a big risk got it on the first try
If I had
about pregnant
Why they mad (Ha ha ha)
Bitch I'm rad (Bitch Im rad)
50 in my the mag (In my mag)
It won't lag (Oh no)
It won't jam (Oh no)
Get out
mają
A mają urodę
Tam się chłopcy schodzą
Jak po żywą wódę
Mamusiu tatusiu
Jam córeczka wasza
Kupcie mi korale
Do samego pasa
Do samego pasa
Do
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