Fake Jammin
(Keke 808, boy)
Close that door for me
(Keke 80)
Niggas say they jammin' lines, they ain't jammin' shit
These bitches ain't beefin' 'bout no money, they mad 'bout some dick (broke)
Fast cars, no fishbowl, I need five-percent (you know it)
Country bitch, he like my swag and my accent
This coochie wet, baby, you ain't gotta use no spit
I'm real conceited, since first grade, I been that bitch
You got a girl, boo, it's cool, I ain't gon' tell her shit
We go together now, mwah, give me a kiss
Bitch, you know I'm hella sexy (you know it), all these niggas wanna neck me
These bitches know I be flexin', look at the diamonds in my necklace
No panties on with a sundress, never trust a bitch if she tatted on the chest
Glock in my purse and I'm posted on the set
You ain't really jammin', nigga, where your geeks at?
Niggas say they jammin' lines, they ain't jammin' shit
These bitches ain't beefin' 'bout no money, they mad 'bout some dick (broke)
Fast cars, no fishbowl, I need five-percent (you know it)
Country bitch, he like my swag and my accent
This coochie wet, baby, you ain't gotta use no spit
I'm real conceited, since first grade, I been that bitch
You got a girl, boo, it's cool, I ain't gon' tell her shit
We go together now, mwah, give me a kiss
Bitches know I don't be playin', my a.k.a. Ms. Take-Your-Man
My a.k.a. Ms. Take-Your-Nigga, I got 'em goin' off the jiggas
I'm in somethin' fast slidin' through your city, yeah, yeah
These hoes don't like me 'cause they know they ain't fuckin' with me, yeah, yeah
These niggas lyin' like they really jammin' Fendi, yeah, yeah
I need a nigga with a ten-car line like Wendy's, yeah, yeah
Niggas say they jammin' lines, they ain't jammin' shit
These bitches ain't beefin' 'bout no money, they mad 'bout some dick (broke)
Fast cars, no fishbowl, I need five-percent (you know it)
Country bitch, he like my swag and my accent
This coochie wet, baby, you ain't gotta use no spit
I'm real conceited, since first grade, I been that bitch
You got a girl, boo, it's cool, I ain't gon' tell her shit
We go together now, mwah, give me a kiss
Close that door for me
(Keke 80)
Niggas say they jammin' lines, they ain't jammin' shit
These bitches ain't beefin' 'bout no money, they mad 'bout some dick (broke)
Fast cars, no fishbowl, I need five-percent (you know it)
Country bitch, he like my swag and my accent
This coochie wet, baby, you ain't gotta use no spit
I'm real conceited, since first grade, I been that bitch
You got a girl, boo, it's cool, I ain't gon' tell her shit
We go together now, mwah, give me a kiss
Bitch, you know I'm hella sexy (you know it), all these niggas wanna neck me
These bitches know I be flexin', look at the diamonds in my necklace
No panties on with a sundress, never trust a bitch if she tatted on the chest
Glock in my purse and I'm posted on the set
You ain't really jammin', nigga, where your geeks at?
Niggas say they jammin' lines, they ain't jammin' shit
These bitches ain't beefin' 'bout no money, they mad 'bout some dick (broke)
Fast cars, no fishbowl, I need five-percent (you know it)
Country bitch, he like my swag and my accent
This coochie wet, baby, you ain't gotta use no spit
I'm real conceited, since first grade, I been that bitch
You got a girl, boo, it's cool, I ain't gon' tell her shit
We go together now, mwah, give me a kiss
Bitches know I don't be playin', my a.k.a. Ms. Take-Your-Man
My a.k.a. Ms. Take-Your-Nigga, I got 'em goin' off the jiggas
I'm in somethin' fast slidin' through your city, yeah, yeah
These hoes don't like me 'cause they know they ain't fuckin' with me, yeah, yeah
These niggas lyin' like they really jammin' Fendi, yeah, yeah
I need a nigga with a ten-car line like Wendy's, yeah, yeah
Niggas say they jammin' lines, they ain't jammin' shit
These bitches ain't beefin' 'bout no money, they mad 'bout some dick (broke)
Fast cars, no fishbowl, I need five-percent (you know it)
Country bitch, he like my swag and my accent
This coochie wet, baby, you ain't gotta use no spit
I'm real conceited, since first grade, I been that bitch
You got a girl, boo, it's cool, I ain't gon' tell her shit
We go together now, mwah, give me a kiss
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Writer(s): Janae Wherry
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