Jam (Feat. Trey Songz, Ty Dolla $ign And Jamie Foxx)

It was cool, and he'd get back on the phone and say Bernie I got somethin' I want you to hear And what you do players, is 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' into my shit She want to hear track six, he 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 the 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 Candles 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 Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' into my shit She want to hear track six, he 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 flower 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 the notion If she squint back, bet I'm approachin' Playin' my song, slow dancin' to Strokin' Track number seven, told me it was her jam Do you kiss with your friend Oh you roll with your friends Start the car and I get in, we rollin' Let 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 right like Nikon do Stays back on W I'ma show her what this pipe game do I'ma hit her till the sky turn blue 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 Ridin' around in my whip, listenin' into my shit She want to hear track six, he 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