Jam (困境) - Kevin Gates/Trey Songz/Ty Dolla $ign/Jamie Foxx
It was cool and he'd get back on the phone and say
Bernie I got somethin'
I want you to hear
And what you do players is you get the phone
And you hold it up to the speakers and you let Luther do your talkin' for you
And Luther break it down like
Ridin' around in my whip listenin' to my sh*t
She want to hear track six he told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title got a ni**a feelin' like Michael
Jackson Jordan don't matter to me they both (jam)
I'm all in her head she's all in my bed
I'm locked and loaded ready to go like a gun that don't (jam)
I'm all in-between that's all that she needs
Her body rockin' nobody stoppin' this song is probably on (jam)
Listen all you like
Tattoos showin' out the shower in the mirror go to clickin' on the lights
And this ain't what you like (jam)
I can lay you on your back then I hit you with the pound game
Pin you down so you can't run in and out game
Hit you from the back probably get you with the mouth game
Ain't nobody business this is our thing (jam)
Spit all in-between both cheeks now I spread 'em
Bet the neighbors know my name when you keep sayin' Kevin
Hands behind I'ma stand behind you
Pullin' on your hair lot of a** behind you (jam)
Got me sayin' ooh keep goin' with your moves
Candles by the bed God damn this a movie
Stuffin' you with dick while my finger in your booty
Hit you with the Ruger the b**ch don't (jam)
Ridin' around in my whip listenin' into my sh*t
She want to hear track six she told me that's her (jam)
Bad but I won't push it
Never break flower but she won't quit lookin'
Look at her dress look at her thighs
No draws underneath with the slits in the side
Squintin' my eyes locked in with the notion
If she squint back bet I'm approachin'
Playin' my song slow dancin' to Strokin'
Track number seven told me it was her (jam)
Do you kiss with your friend Oh you roll with your friends
Start the car and I get in we rollin'
Let the leaf hit the green we smokin'
Slow motion coupe just floatin'
Kissin' on her finger with my hand on her breast
Tongue doin' circles round the ring of her nipple
Would you mind on repeat but she might be trippin'
Really not really sayin' it was her (jam)
Hit her right like Nikon do
Stays back on W
I'ma show her what this pipe game do
I'ma hit her till the sky turn blue
And I'ma jam on it jam on it
Jam on it jam on it
Jam on it
I'ma jam on it jam on it jam on it
***Lyrics are from third-parties***