Lyrics

Made another hit for the radio station It's alright Ooh baby it's alright Do it, move it like a long flight Turn up, yeah I just might Get it poppin' I'ma have some fun Yeah baby think you are the one On replay like my favorite song Do you, don't take too long I was mobbin' to the bay with my Jays on Vibing to the beat, I'm in my zone Movin' it like it was a dance song I think I hear my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa This my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa I hear the 808 kicking in Whoa, whoa, whoa This my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Yeah that's my shit) Made another hit, this way past the sequel Catch me in trafffic turnin' up with my people Maybe in the East End, double dutch regal She wanna find me, she ain't trippin' off Nemo Base run that, I built the new bridge Take you to the crib, show you how a boss live Go on stay mobbin' with a Fairfax bitch Turn up, boo thang cause that's my shit I was mobbin' to the bay, A's hat on Vibing to the beat, in my zone Mobbin' hard, yeah I get my jam on Turn up I think I hear my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa This my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa I hear the 808 kicking in Whoa, whoa, whoa This my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Yeah that's my shit) It ain't loud enough, I wana hear my jam bang Keep it on blast, don't you think about changing Still growing hard darling, please be patient More slaps coming and they all as amazing Meet me at the function, I'll play slaps to stay in Hotel, motel, or the Holiday Inn Girl keep my jams on heavy rotation Made another hit for the radio station I was mobbin' in LA in my Lambo Vibing to the beat in my zone Swaggin' out like it was a dance song I think I hear my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa This my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa I hear the 808 kicking in Whoa, whoa, whoa This my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Yeah that's my shit) Oh, yeah that's my shit Sittin' shotgun yeah that's my chick Leave it out front, don't move my whip Oh, I just raised my price Hands in the air I just raised my ice Looking for a young Holly, I just spend one night I was mobbin' in LA in my Lambo Vibing to the beat in my zone Swaggin' out like it was a dance song I think I hear my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa This my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa I hear the 808 kicking in Whoa, whoa, whoa This my jam coming in Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Yeah that's my shit)
Writer(s): Dwayne Abernathy, Bobby Clifton Brackins, Jon Redwine, Zendaya Maree Stoermer Coleman, Jeremy Felton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out