Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
I was goin' through some beats the other day, I ran across this
And I said to myself, this jammin', I couldn't resist
My folks was like, this hand, like, who produced this?
My partner Ray Turner off of a beer and a spliff
This beat'll make your lungs collapse
Whatever he was spoken, man, I want some of that
Whatever we be talkin', man, I'll leave your ass flat
It ain't where you're from, it's how you're comin', where you be at
Where you be at? Yeah, where I be at
Missouri, Atlanta, Kansas City, Portland, Sea-Tac
Kentucky, Nevada, Dallas, Texas, Detroit, and the nap
Arizona, San Diego, Fresno, L.A., and Sac
I put Vallejo on the map
Rubber band about to break, ain't hardly fit on my stack
My bankroll out of shape, need to lose some weight, it's too fat
How much money you make? I can never be exact
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
Yeah, aye, halfway, that almost slack
It kinda not, that might just clack
Feel good, brand new, I'm back
Bitches catchin' feelin's like, well, I am
Tonight's gonna be a good night
Soon as I pull up, you bitches, goodbye
Party in the Jackson, JJ good times
Burn every ball, Clyde just cook rhymes, took time
But then she came, let's go, let's go
That's all she said
Mayonnaise, mustard, horseshoes spread
Freddie being too short, hit my 15s plaid
Brett getting it, digging it dog
Easy to jam when she be wetting the walls
She gets her jamming, then she gonna fall
Hood go ham when this water ain't carz
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin'
That's Lightweight Jammin', that's Lightweight Jammin'
Yeah, blij Daisy!
Put me on man!
That's Lightweight Jammin'
She see the 7-3, she wanna get what I love to be
Inside, I don't listen, stop going mani
What the *** is she telling me?
Oh ***, hustler, hustler, dipping on sixes
Shitting on ninjas, slap, tremendo, knock
Ridiculous, chicken shipping, broke bitches witching
Do they know about your open?
Four barrels open?
Hella sideways, had a whole club show
This *** go so damn mani
People catch the holy ghost, like grandma ain't he
Hustler, hustler, he a damn boy ain't he
Fake suckas, you hate me, that girl wanna take me
I come through with the geysers and the hustlers
Eight rollers in my trunk, that's 12 for you suckas, boy
That's lightweight jamming
Black la la, black la la
Black la la, black la la
Black la la, black la la
Black la la, black la la
Black la la, black la la