Jam - Kevin Gates, Ty Dolla $ign, Jamie Foxx

It was cool, and he’d get back on the phone

And say, «Bernadette, I got somethin' I want you to hear»

And what you do players

You get the phone, and you hold it up, to the speakers

And you let Luther do your talkin' for you

And Luther break it down like

Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit

She wanna hear track six, she told me that’s her (Jam)

Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael

Jackson, Jordan, don’t matter to me, they both (Jam)

I’m all in her head, she’s all in my bed

I’m locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don’t (Jam)

I’m all in between, that’s all that she needs

Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (Jam)

Listen all you like

Tattoos showin' out the shower in the mirror

Go to clickin' on the lights

And this ain’t what you like?

(Jam)

I can lay you on your back then I hit you with some pound game

Pin you down so you can’t run, in and out game

Hit you from the back, probably get you with the mouth game

Ain’t nobody business, this is our thing (Jam)

Spit all in between both cheeks, now I spread 'em

Bet the neighbors know my name when you keep sayin' Kevin

Hands behind, I’ma stand behind you

Pullin' on your hair, lot of ass behind you (Jam)

Got me sayin', «Ooh, keep goin' with your moves»

Cameras by the bed, god damn, this a movie

Stuffin' you with dick while my finger in your booty

Hit you with the Ruger, the bitch don’t (Jam)

Bow!

Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit

She wanna hear track six, she told me that’s her (Jam)

Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael

Jackson, Jordan, don’t matter to me, they both (Jam)

I’m all in her head, she’s all in my bed

I’m locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don’t (Jam)

I’m all in between, that’s all that she needs

Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (Jam)

Bad, but I won’t push it

Never break fly but she won’t quit lookin'

Look at her dress, look at her thighs

No draws underneath with the slits in the side

Squintin' my eyes, locked in with a notion

If she squint back, hmm, bet I’m approachin'

Playin' my song, slow dancin' to «Strokin'»

Track number seven, told me it was her (Jam)

Leave your keys with your friends, oh, you rolled with your friends?

Start the car and I get in, we rollin'

Lit the leaf, hit the green, we smokin'

Slow motion, coupe just floatin'

Kissin' on her finger with my hand on her breast

Tongue doin' circles 'round the ring of her nipple

«Would You Mind» on repeat but she might be trippin'

Really, not really, sayin' it was her (Jam)

Hit her up late night, «Come through»

Hit her up late night, «Come through»

She text back, «OMW»

Text back, «OMW»

I’ma show her what this pipe game do

Show her what this pipe game do

I’ma hit it 'til the sky turn blue

'Til the sky turn blue (Jam)

And I’ma jam on it, jam on it

Jam on it, jam on it

I’ma jam on it, jam on it, jam on it

I’ma jam on it, jam on it, jam on it

And I got her ridin' around in my whip, listenin' to my shit

She wanna hear track six, she told me that’s her jam

Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael

(Feelin' so good, feelin' he like would)

Jackson, Jordan, don’t matter to me, they both jam

I’m all in her head, she’s all in my bed

I’m locked and loaded, ready to go like a gun that don’t j-j-jam

I’m all in between, that’s all that she needs

Her body rockin', nobody stoppin', this song is probably on (Jam)