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jammin - obdaedae lyrics

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jammin lyrics
(intro)
okay, lets go!

okay, lets go!

yeah

imma hop in the booth and keep making*

uh

(hook)

imma hop in the booth, and keeping making hits

they head start to bop cause they jamming

i don’t need no loan, i’m made on my own

my dawg in the trap and he scamming

i can’t get enough, i want all the bucks, my dawgs always right ain’t no capping

i’m rolling the dice and taking a chance, i rush for the sack ain’t no flanking
lil’ boy from the peel, ain’t got him no deal

got trues on my ass and i’m sagging

i see all the shade, i move out the sun

im finna shine bright like a diamond

they really some mustard, they better catch up

your chick in the o and she gagging

like a call on the play, she blowing the whistle

he tryna squash beef so hе flagging

(verse)

if i pick up the pacе, can you keep up?

i still f*ck my ex b*tch, she a diva

face to face, man i like doing meet ups

playin soccer, but i can’t do keep ups
in the end zone i just got pick 6, but like madden i push up the hit stick

say cheese b*tch i’m shooting this movie, yeah i still wipe em down like i’m boosie

if i never had sh*t, would you notice me?

way i sing on the beat, i’m like jodeci

draco hit his bald cap make him beatbox, and im still the sh*t like a detox

bro keep a big30, he moving too shiesty, i just pick up the beat watch me do it like nike

i just seen my future my prophecy, that’s why i keep going hard. chasing broccoli

told my momma your song bout to be a star, i can’t wait for them days till we push to start

remember playing aau for them scholarships, but i realized i’m stuck in the politics

turn his back on the gang, guess he vlone? and your b*tch got my song on her ringtone

behind all these scars there’s a story. whats the deal why these b*tches adore me?

(hook)

imma hop in the booth, and keeping making hits
they head start to bop cause they jamming

i don’t need no loan, i’m made on my own

my dawg in the trap and he scamming

i can’t get enough, i want all the bucks, my dawgs always right ain’t no capping

i’m rolling the dice and taking a chance, i rush for the sack ain’t no flanking

lil’ boy from the peel, ain’t got him no deal

got trues on my ass and i’m sagging

i see all the shade, i move out the sun

im finna shine bright like a diamond

they really some mustard, they better catch up

your chick in the o and she gagging

like a call on the play, she blowing the whistle

he tryna squash beef so he flagging

(verse 2)

i worked on my craft, imma make it

whats the point that prove when you fake it?

and i’ll tip you my hat if you solid. like your b*tch cause she give me good knowledge

ain’t passing no chains, imma buy you another one

you say that im gifted, but im not the only one!

he p*ssy not alpha, he move like a beta

your b*tch house the hotspot but i won’t even data

they showed me no love but i won’t even hate em

pop so many tags that the store had to rake em

had meals at the keg and i thought we was living

like b*tch from toronto, you know that’s giving!

so many racks, turn my safe to a bank

don’t ask what im smoking, i know this dank!

big body benz, buy a bentley or beamer. pop out with fashion, burn out and test traction

got stripes on the set, like i signed to adidas

my shorty got jordans, your b*tch wearing filas

he slime, he a cobra, they took down his leader

just pass me the rock, need the p’s like i’m pistol

baby i’m toxic, i can’t even stop it

the pain cause no pleasure, the money can’t stop it

just like a beyblade, you know that ripping

your shorty want me, and you mad boy you trippin

(hook)

imma hop in the booth, and keeping making hits

they head start to bop cause they jamming

i don’t need no loan, i’m made on my own

my dawg in the trap and he scamming

i can’t get enough, i want all the bucks, my dawgs always right ain’t no capping

i’m rolling the dice and taking a chance, i rush for the sack ain’t no flanking

lil’ boy from the peel, ain’t got him no deal

got trues on my ass and i’m sagging

i see all the shade, i move out the sun

im finna shine bright like a diamond

they really some mustard, they better catch up

your chick in the o and she gagging

like a call on the play, she blowing the whistle

he tryna squash beef so he flagging

- obdaedae lyrics

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