Jamma Jamma (From "Lucia") - Naveen Sajju

Oh my God! Is that Based 9Side? Aye Yeah I seen yo' ass around 'Ion say nun' You be comin' out the spot with your homegirls but I know you think they ain't no fun You feel stuck in the city let me take you to a spot where we both know no one And when I get you in position just don't run You don't ever have to worry 'bout no low funds Lemme know summ' I know a lil' 'bout you, lemme say That you a bad mama jamma Dad from Atlanta Momma from LA I could tell by your grammer And Imma slide in a Beamer but you wanna ride a Phantom Sometimes I be thinking you be more than I can handle Come n' fuck with a kid I reside in the Riv And Imma take you 'round the world, come and see the way I live Take control with my lips I'm grabbing on yo' hips And if you was a drug, swear to God I'd never quit Three-three-six-nine Damn shordy fine Hoping she gon' throw it on me one mo' time Yeah-yeah I keep a ruler if he steppin' outta line And baby have yo' fun, if you drinkin', Imma drive But I ain't tryna have no kids 'bout until I'm 29 But you ain't never got a bag, hating how I'm getting mine And Imma try and run it back if we runnin' outta time I know you tripping how you tryna find out about (what it is?) I said I believe in God, so don't ask me 'bout my sign Know it's pressure I'm applying up until the day I die 'Ion see no point of living if I see no you and I And you are not the type to fumble, if I do I did a crime How you scared about my presence? I ain't even in my prime Everybody else is tap, but I'm made of alkaline And anytime I ain't beside you I be feelin' terrified Cuz I can't get over you 'Cuz you a bad mama jamma Dad from Atlanta Momma from LA I could tell by your grammer And Imma slide in a Beamer but you wanna ride a Phantom Sometimes I be thinking you be more than I can handle Come n' fuck with a kid I reside in the Riv And Imma take you 'round the world, come and see the way I live Take control with my lips I'm grabbing on yo' hips And if you was a drug, swear to God I'd never quit Yeah you make it hard to quit, you like a oxy But she get me so excited like a X pill (X pill) I put it on, it's Margiela on my body But I'm the same one, steppin' on they necks still And I'm the same one, Imma keep the West real (West real) They said they doing it like me I don't believe that shit They was hating on me then, then they flipped that script How that hating working out? Boy you must be sick Most he ever flexed was five hunnid all dubs Spent that on some kicks and then I wore 'em to the club If you real then I know that you gon' feel this If you real then you getting to that bread, no crumbs It seems like if you real, then you either end up dead or in that bunk But Imma keep it real, I ain't doing no favors Smoking all kinds of gas, all strains, all flavors Yeah I really do it big, feel like Lio, All Major Yeah I seen yo' ass around 'Ion say nun' You be comin' out the spot with your homegirls but I know you think they ain't no fun You feel stuck in the city let me take you to a spot where we both know no one And when I get you in position just don't run You don't ever have to worry 'bout no low funds Lemme know summ' I know a lil' 'bout you, lemme say That you a bad mama jamma Dad from Atlanta Momma from LA I could tell by your grammer And Imma slide in a Beamer but you wanna ride a Phantom Sometimes I be thinking you be more than I can handle Come n' fuck with a kid I reside in the Riv And Imma take you 'round the world, come and see the way I live Take control with my lips I'm grabbing on yo' hips And if you was a drug, swear to God I'd never quit