Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jam Yourself, artist - Rizzle Kicks. Album song Roaring 20s, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Record label: Universal Island, Universal Music Operations
Song language: English
Jam Yourself |
Yeah, ayye yo, good morning mister. |
Give me all that money in your wallet please. |
I want to live life lavish but there’s lots of fees. |
And is it feasible for me to born a property. |
Drinking milkshakes in Barbados sounds proper sweet. |
Cause a life’s so suitable. |
Your yard’s so, nice and your wife’s so beautiful. |
Your car still shines and your food’s so unusual. |
Hit me with a dire, are you actually Zeus' fool, crazy. |
If you talk like that your gonna regret what happens in the future, future. |
Don’t stress right now, cause now’s not time realise this life don’t suit |
Ya. |
But, what about the champagne and girls that’ll twirl. |
It’ll taste so much better if you’ve earn it yourself. |
Yeah I’ve heard what you’ve said, man I’ve heard it well. |
Take it step by step. |
Gotta jam yourself. |
You gotta jam yourself. |
You gotta jam yourself. |
You gotta jam yourself. |
Cause nobody can hand you well. |
You gotta jam yourself. |
Yeah, yeah you gotta jam yourself. |
You gotta jam yourself. |
Gotta play with your hand you dealt. |
What did that get though I’d sprayed for all the plants and stuff. |
I want diamonds to go but steal some womans' hearts and clubs. |
Waitin' isn’t half as fun, if I jacked the cam, maybe the Queen will put me |
In charge for once. |
Yeah wouldn’t that be ace. |
No, son your a chaser. |
Dreams full of beauty but all of it made up. |
If I give you everything that wouldn’t change much. |
You needa feel like your work has paid off. |
Nahh, give it. |
I’ll even eat my spinach. |
I’m a nu-di-ist, I’m living near a beach with heaps of women. |
Maybe see all the Pacific if you need to be specific. |
Drinking tea but still be chilling, all I need is like a million. |
Give me keys to the ignition, see these streets feel like a prison. |
Can you please be free of moulin, I want stacks. |
Eye the physique of Peter Griffin although I’ll never reach my limit. |
I’d just need to keep the spirit, what you thinking. |
Go jam yourself. |
You gotta jam yourself. |
You gotta jam yourself. |
You gotta jam yourself. |
Cause nobody can hand you well. |
You gotta jam yourself. |
Yeah, yeah you gotta jam yourself. |
You gotta jam yourself. |
Girls be flaired but then the plans be failed. |
Ok then, you wanna see, what it’s like being me. |
You want a preview, a little taste, of what it’s like for your dreams to be |
Made. |
I’m happy to show you but you better prepared. |
You can’t, back down now son, just remember what I said, oh. |
Oh, yeah. |
Money. |
Oh, yeah. |
I’m talkin' about money. |
Oh, yeah. |
It’s all about money. |
Oh, yeah. |
Money. |