get to taste you Honestly I could easily replace you It's not a scam girl that's how I am girl Peter Pan, I'm a sucka for Smucker's jam girl It's clear
, yo, pass the Method 1200 styles, crush your crew without no effort Let me flip my vocabulary, vocal acrobatics Smack up phone dramatics, I can jam like
the drum has you trapped like a sardine You try to move no form of escape The heat brings on sweat, stick on like tape Party's like a ??? Girls slim and trim on
classy [unverified] One of the finest girls I've ever seen You and me would be a good thing You can depend on me Ven aqui take a chance on me I guarantee
none Wearin leather and better, What's your name? DJ Run But in the summer's a bummer, cause I leave em at home Just Adidas and me, and J and D on the phone
between women and men (Kid Capri) Melodie, Kid Capri (Jam Master Jay and DMC) Jam jay on the way, yo Human Education Against Lies To all the girls and
gotta get the party on Ready for the good times, we'll be jammin' all night long Even in the head phones, gotta get it loud enough Never keep it too low, put it on
[Intro: Romeo] Its another R.O. [Hook x2: Jojo] Play another slow jam This time make it sweet On a slow jam for my baby And for me [Verse: Romeo] Imma
up on And I do it Baby, drop another slow jam And all us lovers need hold hands And if you ain't got no man, hop up on my brougham I keep it pimpin'
love on Girl I won't hit and quit, I won't treat you wrong Let's go to the mo tonight and let's sip a little mo' tonight Girl don't say no tonight, you
't home, momma was gone Working them doubles, now she all alone Stuck at the crib with no food or a phone What you thinkin'? Your girl gon' be on Party at Jam
that keep me crazy on top of that the top that keeps me lazy lil college girl down to earth lil bonnet girl nine times out of ten shawty got a girl sophisticated
Once again it's on, the Nigga you love to hate Ice Cube's in the motherfucking house Yo I wanna say what's up to the niggas from the Lench Mob J.D., T
the place I ran, I'm the black Saddam No wonder these bad bitches wanna hang On a n-ggas ass like the bitches on my J's Riches on sag, and my fitted on
, girl 'Cuz I kinda like your attitude Jam on it, jam on it I said, jam jigga jigga jam on it Get out of your seats and dance to ghetto beat Girl, don
two seater, me and two women No Def Jam, went solo Took the custy's price so low [Rick Ross - Chorus] I'm smoking dope, I'm on my cell phone I'm selling
Amil] Hello Baby what you wearin right now [Amil] Hot pants My girl aint around let's get down And I hope the phone's tapped let's pretend you on
Low cut jump jeans, lugz on her feet Neighborhood girl but she love the streets In a party she the main one doin' dat right thur Every time her jam