Songtext Getto jam von Domino

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Getto jam

Chorus
Here we go here we go as the tune starts to bloom
With a phat phat phat cho re eus
1 2 3 if this is O.G.
The freaks would ya move ya boo ty yys
The getto jam is about to slam
With some notes from the diggady d e
As I key what's really goin on
Would ya reminisce with me e
Saturday morning just gettin up
With a hangover smellin like a fuck
I really can't remember cause I'm still kinda fady
so I close my eyes and thank God that i made it
Now I'm gettin flashbacks of some O.J.
With a green glass that says Tanqueray
Took it to the hand gulped it down with the quickness
Now I need a bitch so i can handle my business
What do you know, a freak's in my reach
threw her on the flo, suckin in her deep
She's screamin and she's screamin and she's screamin
Gettin horrors, but then I busted a nut, and that was that
so kick the chorus
-Chorus-
My homies are down, chillin in the hood
Nuthin my bitches, but thet ain't no good
to another man well she might be some good cat
But the homies in the hood label her as a hood rat
She's scared to love
So those with game can fuck
And ooh, she'll pound yo ass real fast, if your quick enough
And when your in that thi-ing
She'll make that nigga si-ng
??
But you don't hear me doe
Ain't nuthin wrong with being a Trojan man, when ya ridin
So let's kick the chorus please if ya lyin
-Chorus-
My homey's clownin in his doped yellow chevy
Too O.D.'ed to be dropped
Kenwood's kickin out the funky big trunk
Clean with the rag on top, yeah
Rollin down the store, guess what we saw, some bitches
The finest one is on my nuts, she's blowing kisses
So I approached the freak of the week
And I played it like a game of blackjack
And for all that ass that she towed in around
Well I offered a backpack
And since I'm a mack
Well you know how the story goes
So all ya hoes and their bros here we go
-Chorus-
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Chorus   
Here we go  here we go as the tune starts to bloom  
With a phat  phat  phat cho re eus  
1 2 3 if this is O.G.  
The freaks would ya move ya boo ty yys  
The getto jam is about to slam  
With some notes from the diggady d e  
As I key what's really goin on  
Would ya reminisce with me e  
Saturday morning  just gettin up  
With a hangover  smellin like a fuck  
I really can't remember cause I'm still kinda fady  
so I close my eyes and thank God that i made it  
Now I'm gettin flashbacks of some O.J.  
With a green glass that says Tanqueray  
Took it to the hand gulped it down with the quickness  
Now I need a bitch so i can handle my business  
What do you know, a freak's in my reach  
threw her on the flo, suckin in her deep  
She's screamin and she's screamin and she's screamin  
Gettin horrors, but then I busted a nut, and that was that  
so kick the chorus  
-Chorus-  
My homies are down, chillin in the hood  
Nuthin my bitches, but thet ain't no good  
to another man well she might be some good cat  
But the homies in the hood label her as a hood rat  
She's scared to love  
So those with game can fuck  
And ooh, she'll pound yo ass real fast, if your quick enough  
And when your in that thi-ing  
She'll make that nigga si-ng  
??  
But you don't hear me doe  
Ain't nuthin wrong with being a Trojan man, when ya ridin  
So let's kick the chorus please if ya lyin  
-Chorus-  
My homey's clownin in his doped yellow chevy  
Too O.D.'ed to be dropped  
Kenwood's kickin out the funky big trunk  
Clean with the rag on top, yeah  
Rollin down the store, guess what we saw, some bitches  
The finest one is on my nuts, she's blowing kisses  
So I approached the freak of the week  
And I played it like a game of blackjack  
And for all that ass that she towed in around  
Well I offered a backpack  
And since I'm a mack  
Well you know how the story goes  
So all ya hoes and their bros here we go  
-Chorus-  
(x3