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Jam On It

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Jam On It

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Fat Joe the don

And Mr. Worldwide reporting live from Ibiza

Rasta Boss, Mr. Mauricio

Our new paper can buy their newspapers

Millions now, billions later

You gotta love these haters

Jam on it, jam on it

I tell em tell em jam on it

Jam on it, jam on it

J-j-j-jam on it

Mr. 305, the Mr. Worldwide

The Mr. Take Nothing, Make Something, that's right

From hanging with thug, goons and gangsters

To doing business with investors, attorneys and bankers

Same story, different suits

Same Chico, just a little different roof

Instead of the corner of the block

It's the corner of the office, I'm noxious from offers

And when I see women

It's ménages they offer and you know that I'm all for it

Especially if they both on all fours

And you can keep the dawg, they all yours

Two Chevy figure, they county boys

Not even John Lennon could imagine that

Our new paper can buy their newspapers

Millions now, billions later

(x2)

Jam on it, jam on it

I tell em tell em jam on it

Jam on it, jam on it

J-j-j-jam on it

Got a bitch for him, got a bitch for me

A bitch that live a bitch KOD

Made the office some offers, bitch bringing me offers

Yo big tongue bitch, she swimming with dolphins nigga

Get wet, cars keep ridin by

I'm smoking my wax, I keep getting high

I don't bop, I still money dance

I don't walk, we run this man

Drop it to the floor, let's go

Now little mama get low

Shake that ass, then grab that pole

Drop it low, let's go

Now little mama get low

Shake that ass, then grab that pole

(x2)

Jam on it, jam on it

I tell em tell em jam on it

Jam on it, jam on it

J-j-j-jam on it

I jam on it, I jam on it

Bitch scream like the scene in Chochone

Yellow Musoline, smelling cheese all on this

You need new jeans cus you pooped all on it

Oh Lawd, twerk twerk twerk

Hannah Montana I serve

Versace roll on Versace daw

Even put a bid in on a Versace house

She no speak-a ingles and my dog foreign

Brasilian head and that ass she was born with

Pay attention, bitches can't afford

Pronounce it, what that? Think I just bought it

(x2)

Jam on it, jam on it

I tell em tell em jam on it

Jam on it, jam on it

J-j-j-jam on it

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