Jam Sesh lyrics

by

Tyler, The Creator


[Verse]
Let me get them one time on the double, keep it a hundo
I swear growing up I was always getting in trouble
Now I'm growing, talent showing, everybody want to love me
Can't wait to go back to my high school, be stunting
On some b*tch ass teachers and some punk ass students
And the few girls left that I ain't had a chance to toot it
Future was looking shakey but now I'm steady with the music
Yo my rhymes keep getting better and my fanbase on some new sh*t
People in France saying GooDy make that dope ish
I ain't even take French n*gga, I failed Spanish
But this music sh*t just a universal language
And I'm slick with the vernacular, if she your girl I'm probably cracking her
5 foot 9 of 'Lord have mercy' they ain't made a weapon yet that can hurt me
Tell that Jamaican girl come over here and j*rk me
j*rking in some skinny jeans would hurt me
Because I got the balls of a suicide
f*cking with GooDy until you dead, n*gga do or die?
Lyrics I supply f*ck around and get you through your day
It's still Black Power, f*cking white girls after labor day

[Interlude]
Hold up, hold up I got more

[Verse (cont'd)]
It's the same old Darius, the name just changed
I could count a million dollars and I'll still save my change
And give money to the schools, so kids can spell their name
It's a damn shame having babies at 15
Only thing she know how to spell is sexting
S-E-X-T-I-N-G if you going to send pics, then send them to me
It go 4-4-3-3-2-6-7-1-2-4 send me a text, if you f*ck with my sh*t
POW! and you can suck my di*k
Just make sure your teeth ain't scrapping it
I spit that real sh*t, I doubt 106 playing it
So tell MTV Jams to holla at me man
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