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THELIONCITYBOY - Jama lyrics

Artist: THELIONCITYBOY

album: Put Your City On


I got on my hoodie on all black
Sippin on my cognac
Girls trying to get at me but
But I don't even call back
Speeding down the highway
Burnin rubber on the tarmac
Woo mama to me
Tryin to fly it's not a concept
JAMA
I got that JAMA
She want my JAMA
JAMA The thing everybody wanna say man
She's like a mascot cheerin for my team
And droppin like a nasdac lookin at me beamin'
Ask for my number but A will take chopper
Takin of her clothes can you see her chakra
Bet you win a dollar everytime she pop up
Even if I was with my fam it wouldn't stop her
See her at the concert paid by her boyfie
He be up in London with nothing on his conscience
Cheatin on her constant He be on the DLow
Posting on my timeline how she miss me X O
Said she love my city Took a drive in a Renaut
Thought it was a lambourghini/ heavy on the pedal
Shout out to Atassi/ Deva velu/
Ferragamo/ tryna dress you/
But I'm always in castle white sneakers
Catch a passerby realized she tried to bottle up inside
But she couldn't fit my size
(Er'body know)
I got on my hoodie on all black
Sippin on my cognac
Girls trying to get at me but
But I don't even call back
Speeding down the highway
Burnin rubber on the tarmac
Woo mama to me
Tryin to fly it's not a concept
JAMA
I got that JAMA
She want my JAMA
JAMA The thing everybody wanna say man
She thought we were close call the goal line tech
Your girl got a taste for the all time best
You waiting on your dreams
Fella I press send, a turn a pace now they wanna be my friend
Used to fight the case Yea now I think again
Flattery in spades score round it up to 10
What's the sound fear man? how the hell I know?
Scorchin up the scene Color charcoal
I'm negative degrees
My heart is ice cold
But I'm real nice though
Can't help it if you talk
Behind closed doors
Imagining me in a morgue
Listenin to corrs with violin strings chords
But my paws on the referee
Finger in his face
While I'm eating ice cream all they got is just the shakes
Or Dress'em with the ceaser be cleanin up the plate
Then wash it down with some liquor
So maybe I can lick her
(Er'body know)
I got on my hoodie on all black
Sippin on my cognac
Girls trying to get at me but
But I don't even call back
Speeding down the highway
Burnin rubber on the tarmac
Woo mama to me
Tryin to fly it's not a concept
JAMA
I got that JAMA
She want my JAMA
JAMA The thing everybody wanna say man

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