Gravedigga 3300 - This Yo Jam (feat. Fat $aucy) Lyrics

Ayy, Will, this shit is f*ckin' cold Yo, damn, you ain't get to mine, right
Ayy, come back with somethin' proper
Bitch, you better scram Bitch, you better scram
Got my green eggs in hand, eat mine like Uncle Sam

Put it in my hands, turn around and put it in my hands
This yo' jam, oh, this yo' jam
Go ahead and do yo' dance, do yo' dance
Bitch, do yo' dance, don't put it in my hands

Ayy, bitch, sock it to my pocket
Me and you both know you wear it out of pocket
Ain't conversin', let the narrow what the top is
Once I pick up rain, we can blast like a rocket

And I motivate you to complacent, pick your wig up
Order procrastination, shit be ancient, pick your shit up
Me and my gang switchin' lanes, on go
If you ain't got no ears, then bitch, you can't go

Stompin' down blazers, slide down pole doors
Whatever it takes to bring in more
We ain't spendin' money till we reach that goal
Time should get in the honey, cause there's money on the floor

Trappin' hella hard over time, be in the daylight
Out chasin' bags like forever in the daylight
Stuck in gold mode, plottin' planets to a playwright
Better give it to a wall, give a f*ck about what they like

Bitch, you better scram Bitch, you better scram
Got my green eggs in hand, eat mine like Uncle Sam
Put it in my hands, turn around and put it in my hands
This your jam, oh, this your jam

Go ahead and do your dance, do your dance
Bitch, do your dance, girl, put it in my hands
I'm a, I'm a big dog
Lil' baby wanna f*ck, I'ma kick her off

She think she bad, she gon' get tost up
F*ckin' with a boss, lil' nigga gon' get chalked up
Lil' baby do your dance, she gon' throat up
Shit went crazy when that nigga threw that four up

Pop the perky up, swear I'm gon' throw up
Every block I spin through, it's showed up
Hit her from the back, I don't wanna call her
Now this bitch call me daddy like my daughter

Got her payin' me and spendin' every dollar
I don't wanna f*ck, I wanna f*ck her partner
She think she playin' me, I wanna f*ck her mama
Big chopper, big chopper, big chopper

Now I got her mama callin' me papa
Got her whippin' in the kitchen, Betty Crocker
Bitch, you better scram Bitch, you better scram
Got my green eggs in hand, eat mine like Uncle Sam

Put it in my hands, turn around and put it in my hands
This your jam, oh, this your jam
Go ahead and do your dance, do your dance
Just do your dance, girl, put it in my hands