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Shamone Video (MV)




Performed By: JC
Length: 3:34
Written by: JUSTIN NORVELL CROWDER, THADDEUS HOLDER




JC - Shamone Lyrics




Yeah; she bad (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She bad; Its Ya Boy JC (Shamone...)

Heard she new in town, Imma show her round
We gon' paint the town red (yeah)
Imma cuff her up, imma lock her down
She gon' swear that I'm the feds (yeah)
Told her hop on my wave, catch my drift (catch my drift)
Got too much juice, please don't slip (please don't slip)
Imma get the number, imma hit her on it
Let her wear me like a glove wit some glitter on it (yeah)

She a whole different kind of fine (wow)
I saw her now I'm trynna find my mind (i lost it)
I gave her my watch, she got my time (all of it)
Moonwalkin on my heart, she a star yeah

I call her Shamone cause she bad
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
I call her Shamone...cause she bad yeah
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Shamone...)

Told her I love her vibe, get lost in her eyes
Man I swear she hung the moon....
Told her I've been bad, I've been drivin' fast
But I'll slow it down for you (skurt...)
Told her hop in the whip, take that trip
Just lay back, I got the wheel
Don't need no roof when I got you
Ya know it's panoramic; we got views
Put her on top of the world, let her moonwalk
When she move, they slow up, it's a school zone
Imma get the number, imma hit her on it
Let her wear me like a glove wit some glitter on it (yeah)

I call her Shamone cause she bad
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
I call her Shamone...cause she bad yeah
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Shamone...)

I don't even need no feature
Too much buzz, I'm tweekin'
Told lil mama I'll treat her
Too much sauce, she leakin'
Been livin' the fast life
Swear I didn't want no wife
Got me thinkin' twice
I'm so indecisive (I know)
Shawty ain't no Billie Jean
She the type ta get the ring
Smooth Criminal wit the lean
Thriller it ain't Halloween
Told this ain't no fling
It's more like a murder scene
We can kill em
You a Queen, imma King (yeah)
Zippers on her jacket, man she too Bad
Shawty gon' mess around 'n get the whole stash
She got that love potion, I want the whole flask
Pay her wit my love; she get the whole bag

I call her Shamone cause she bad
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
I call her Shamone...cause she bad yeah
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Shamone...)
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Yeah; she bad (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She bad; Its Ya Boy JC (Shamone...)

Heard she new in town, Imma show her round
We gon' paint the town red (yeah)
Imma cuff her up, imma lock her down
She gon' swear that I'm the feds (yeah)
Told her hop on my wave, catch my drift (catch my drift)
Got too much juice, please don't slip (please don't slip)
Imma get the number, imma hit her on it
Let her wear me like a glove wit some glitter on it (yeah)

She a whole different kind of fine (wow)
I saw her now I'm trynna find my mind (i lost it)
I gave her my watch, she got my time (all of it)
Moonwalkin on my heart, she a star yeah

I call her Shamone cause she bad
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
I call her Shamone...cause she bad yeah
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Shamone...)

Told her I love her vibe, get lost in her eyes
Man I swear she hung the moon....
Told her I've been bad, I've been drivin' fast
But I'll slow it down for you (skurt...)
Told her hop in the whip, take that trip
Just lay back, I got the wheel
Don't need no roof when I got you
Ya know it's panoramic; we got views
Put her on top of the world, let her moonwalk
When she move, they slow up, it's a school zone
Imma get the number, imma hit her on it
Let her wear me like a glove wit some glitter on it (yeah)

I call her Shamone cause she bad
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
I call her Shamone...cause she bad yeah
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Shamone...)

I don't even need no feature
Too much buzz, I'm tweekin'
Told lil mama I'll treat her
Too much sauce, she leakin'
Been livin' the fast life
Swear I didn't want no wife
Got me thinkin' twice
I'm so indecisive (I know)
Shawty ain't no Billie Jean
She the type ta get the ring
Smooth Criminal wit the lean
Thriller it ain't Halloween
Told this ain't no fling
It's more like a murder scene
We can kill em
You a Queen, imma King (yeah)
Zippers on her jacket, man she too Bad
Shawty gon' mess around 'n get the whole stash
She got that love potion, I want the whole flask
Pay her wit my love; she get the whole bag

I call her Shamone cause she bad
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
I call her Shamone...cause she bad yeah
She got that 87 Mike Jack swag
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Shamone...)
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Writer: JUSTIN NORVELL CROWDER, THADDEUS HOLDER
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