The Jam

Hello? Hello, Theresa? Yeah, it's me Yo, what up, kid? What's up? Yo, we going to this joint tonight? Word Word up, what you wearing? I don't know, I'll probably throw on my black leggings And my Tommy Hilfiger tee shirt, 'cause it's hot outside Word up, I'm feelin' my sun, to get jiggity with the fellas Word up Can you dig? Yeah, no doubt, what I'm sayin'? I gotta look right for the nigga Ha, ya know what I'm sayin'? A'ight, yo, I should go (A'ight) yeah It was Friday afternoon in the middle of June Heineken bottle caps and the aroma of boom Around the time, everybody had just got home from class Shootin' dice, talkin' shit, hopin' the cash would last Yo, this was around the time when I didn't know no better Juney moved around in a tinted out Jetta Then he introduced me to that hydro smoke Then I took one toke, yo, I almost choked See, I never smoked before, so my nerves got shot Then he told me about the party at the spot jam rock It was guaranteed on, but I said "Son, chill" There's a joint around the way that's supposed to be real Word He said we got all day, so we gonna do it right Hit your man's joint first, then jam rock at one night Then I said, "A'ight", then I hopped inside the jetty Let me take a shower, I'm sweaty, and then I'll be ready Tonight is the night I get my groove on steady And get my drink on with that Ford named Betty I went upstairs to get fly, broke my tie On some liquor, to meet my high quicker Now, I'm tight, them know, the party is the M.O Me and my crew, we get it started like a demo 11 in the evenin', I'm feelin' like a heathen This thing is goin' down, and I highly doubt I'm leavin' (word) Booty cheeks start to motion and the kids is drinkin' potion Word is bond, that Black Moon joint got me open (Don't front) Yo, the DJ flipped the script Threw on the good shit that made the kid lose his grip Blendin' Risin' to the Top and got these shorties hoppin' (uh) Nuthin' but coppin', ain't no stoppin' me now (yeah, yeah, yeah) Yo, I'm bound to win until that thing kicked in The Alize had me stuck, I don't know where to begin (a'ight) Now I'm feelin' kinda jaded, wildly coherent Me and the fellas started acting irreverent (uh) Butt grabbin', mad laughin' just assin' Then that chick caught up, the shorty lookin' fed up They say you drug one with this one, gibbin' with that one Ayo, I'm just doin' my thing, yo, I'm just havin' fun You don't see me in here wylin' pullin' out no gun Yo, I see some of that thing girl and I want some So, let's step inside this corner so that we can rap on Over this bumpin' ass song plus some Dom Pérignon I hit ya with the good lovin' plus fillet mignon Yeah, yeah, scrammy scrams, yo, that's that same old song Ayo, tell me why the hell your breath smells so strong Yo, put some brakes on your yappin', or you won't live long Please nigga, push on Alright scrams, see you later (scrams) Can't mess with these street sharks or these alligators I can't take it no more, yo, it's damn near four I've been partyin' and drinkin' since I came out my door Look at these kids about to mix it, damn, where's the exit? Son, jetted to the ride and got the burner out the Lexus Yo, he cocked his joint back like he's about to let him have it Kid, I kept it movin' like the Energizer rabbit (yo, yo) Ayo, yo, it's time to skate, ain't no time to contemplate Whoops, looka there, there's Jake Alright, you guys wanna move the cars? C'mon, let's go Yo, c'mon Al, yo, that shit was fucked up, man Yo, that nigga fuckin' pulled outta the borough like that? (Aye yo, why the-) yo, let's get the fuck up outta here Why them niggas always assin' out, man? Yo, them niggas always assin' out, man (fuck you think, man) They can't even have a good one on a hot summer night, man, it's alright, man Word up, this hot weather is makin' niggas act stupid Niggas be actin' stupid in this hot weather, baby Yo, it's 3 o'clock in the morning Hey Mal man, I'm tired of these funny style niggas, man It's hotter than a witch's crotch, son What's up, man? Get in the car, kid (c'mon, man, get in, man) Fuck is you doin', man? (It's hot as hell, I need some AC, man) Muhammad, I can't close the door, you fat boy! 'Cause of yo' fat ass Yo, it's Muhammad (c'mon, man) It ain't no Muhammad, man Yo, will y'all shut the fuck up man Y'all in my motherfuckin' car, man (c'mon, man) Yo, why you kid, why you talkin' to me like that man? (I'm sayin', man) whoo-hoo-hoo! Baby Hol' up, can I say something, please, man? What's up man, what up? What? (Yo) what you gotta say? Every fuckin' time, man, we go out, man We always get towed the fuck down These broads be fuckin' shammin' like it fuckin' (yo Mal, you hot man?) (Fakin' ass) And I'm tired of it, man, I'm 22 years old And I get crazy high every time I go to a party, man (I ain't gonna front) And the stupid shit be jumpin' off, man (I ain't gonna front, I agree, man, word up) Yo, I can't have this no more, I've gotta find something new, man