Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jazzercise, artist - Thelonious MartinDate of issue: 01.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Jazzercise |
| Only god can judge me |
| Stay ugly get money |
| 19 and im bummy, girls dont wanna fudge me |
| See my white Sonata, I still dont got my liscence |
| Pops watch TV like fuck the New York Giants |
| Say fuck if you not tryin, to get up out this violence |
| I always imagined gettin robbed to some violins |
| Until they fade out then you hear all the sirens |
| Until they peel off cause I’m gone moan in silence |
| Shit, like R.I.P. |
| I’d be the best rapper if they kill me |
| Like I wonder kid, I’m on Wunderkid like it’s 106 |
| Battlin myself to be like Bow Wow enough of this |
| Keef made lungs cold colors since Keisha Cole |
| Packed like back packs drop now I need a bowl |
| Anaconda Malt liquor style |
| Learned a lesson my nigga |
| Second guessin my nigga |
| Got me stressin bout the session my nigga |
| Used to burners on the dresser IKEA never trapped |
| But I sold candy out the packs |
| Pack bowls of the cereal and milk at lunch |
| Heard the Captain Crunch taste better with some bucks |
| Got the urge to be the captain of the ship now we up |
| Up like the sky is |
| Still talk bullshit like pass that trident |
| Orbit round the earth |
| Best chicken joint searchin since the birth |
| Sox games then a cookout on the second |
| Cause we got that check on the first |
| I’m a studeous nigga, both hands on the gluteus |
| And look into my eyes you see nothing you like who is this |
| Cause i done changed so much and niggas ain’t got through to ya |
| Rooty poo jabroni, know your role or blow me |
| D-low for C notes, Christmas for C notes |
| Take off tourino with count cars like kilo |
| Then we dodge 4 or 5 cop cars with ease |
| Bumpin chuck berry duck walkin out to maybelline bitch |