Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jam, artist - Kevin Gates. Album song Islah, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bread Winners' Association
Song language: English
Jam |
It was cool, and he’d get back on the phone |
And say, «Bernadette, I got somethin' I want you to hear» |
And what you do players |
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 shit |
She wanna hear track six, she told me that’s her (Jam) |
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga 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 some 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 ass behind you (Jam) |
Got me sayin', «Ooh, keep goin' with your moves» |
Cameras by the bed, god damn, this a movie |
Stuffin' you with dick while my finger in your booty |
Hit you with the Ruger, the bitch don’t (Jam) |
Bow! |
Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit |
She wanna hear track six, she told me that’s her (Jam) |
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga 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) |
Bad, but I won’t push it |
Never break fly 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 a notion |
If she squint back, hmm, bet I’m approachin' |
Playin' my song, slow dancin' to «Strokin'» |
Track number seven, told me it was her (Jam) |
Leave your keys with your friends, oh, you rolled with your friends? |
Start the car and I get in, we rollin' |
Lit 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 up late night, «Come through» |
Hit her up late night, «Come through» |
She text back, «OMW» |
Text back, «OMW» |
I’ma show her what this pipe game do |
Show her what this pipe game do |
I’ma hit it 'til the sky turn blue |
'Til the sky turn blue (Jam) |
And I’ma jam on it, jam on it |
Jam on it, jam on it |
I’ma jam on it, jam on it, jam on it |
I’ma jam on it, jam on it, jam on it |
And I got her ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit |
She wanna hear track six, she told me that’s her jam |
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael |
(Feelin' so good, feelin' he like would) |
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 j-j-jam |
I’m all in between, that’s all that she needs |
Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (Jam) |