The Jam

歌詞

Hello? (Hello, Theresa?) Yeah, it's me (Yo, what up kid?) What's up? (Yo, we going to this joint tonight?) Word (Word up, what you wearing?) I don't know, I'll probably throw on my black leggings and my Tommy Hilfiger tee shirt, 'cause it's hot outside (Word up, I'm feelin' my sun, to get jiggity with the fellas ) Word up (Can you dig?) Yeah, no doubt. I gotta look right for the nigga (Ha, ya know what I'm sayin'? A'ight yo, I should go) Yeah (A'ight) It was Friday afternoon in the middle of June Heineken bottle caps and the aroma of boom Around the time everybody just got home from class Shooting dice, talkin shit, hoping the cash would last Yo, this was around the time when I didn't know no better Juney moved around in a tinted out Jetta Then he introduced me to that hydro smoke And I took one toke, yo, I almost choked See I never smoked before so my nerves got shot Then he told me about the party at the spot Jamroc It was guaranteed on but I said "Son, chill" There's a joint around the way that's supposed to be real Word He said we got all day, so we gonna do it right Hit your man's joint first and Jamrock in one night Then I said "Aight", then I hopped inside the jetty Let me take a shower, I'm sweaty, and then I'll be ready Tonight is the night I get my groove on steady And get my drink on with that Ford named Betty I went upstairs to get fly, smoke my Thai Drunk some liquor, to meet my high quicker Now, I'm type stimo, the party is the M.O Me and my crew, we get it started like a demo Eleven in the evening, I'm feelin like a heathen This thing is going down and I highly doubt I'm leaving Booty cheeks are in motion and the kids was drinking potion Word is bond, that Black Moon joint got me open (Don't front) Yo, the DJ flipped the script Threw on the good shit that made the kid lose his grip Blendin Risin to the Top and got these shorties hoppin Number coppin', ain't no stoppin me now Yo, I'm bound to win until that thing kicked in The Alizé had me stuck, I don't know where to begin Now I'm feeling kinda jaded, wild incoherent Me and the fellas started acting irreverent Butt grabbin, mad laughin, just assin Then that chick caught up, the shorty looking fed up They said you jonesin' with this one, gibbin' with that one A yo, I'm just doing my thing, yo I'm just having fun You don't see me in here wylin pulling out no gun Yo, I see some of that thing girl and I want some So let's step inside this corner so that we can rap on Over this bumpin' ass song plus some Dom Perignon I hit ya with the good lovin plus fillet mignon Yeah, yeah scrammy scrams, that's that same old song Aye yo, tell me why the hell your breath smells so strong Yo, put some brakes on your yappin or you won't live long Please nigga, push on Alright scrams, see you later (scrams?) Can't mess with these street sharks or these alligators I can't take it no more, yo it's damn near four I've been partyin and drinkin since I came out my door Look at these kids about to mix it, damn, where's the exit? Son, jetted to the ride and got the burner out the Lexus Yo, he cocked his joint back like he's about to let him have it Kid, I kept it movin like the Energizer rabbit A yo yo, it's time to skate, ain't no time to contemplate (Whoops, looka there, there's Jake) Alright, you guys wanna move the cars? C'mon. Let's go Yo c'mon Al. That shit was fucked up man. Yo that nigga fuckin' pulled outta the borough like that? Yo let's get the fuck up why them niggas always assin' out man? Yo, them niggas always assin' out. They can't even have a good one on a hot summer night man. It's alright man. Word up. This hot weather is makin' niggas act stupid! Niggas be actin' stupid in this hot weather baby Yo, it's 3 o'clock in the morning Hey Mal man, I'm tired of these funny style niggas man It's hotter than a witch's crotch son What's up son? Get in the car kid... C'mon man, get in man! It's hot as hell, I need some A.C. man! Muhammad, I can't close the door you fat boy! 'Cause of yo fat ass Yo it's Muhammad It ain't no Muhammad man Yo will y'all shut the fuck up man, y'all in my motherfuckin' car man Yo why you kid- why you talkin' to me like that man? Whoo-hoo-hoo! Baby Can I say something please, man? What's up man, what up? Yo... every fuckin' time man. We go out man, we always get towed the fuck down. These broads be fuckin' shammin' like it fuckin'... Yo Mal, you hot man? Fakin' ass... ... and I'm tired of it man. I'm 22 years old. And I get crazy high every time I go to a party man. And the stupid shit be jumpin' off man I ain't gonna front. I agree man. Word up I can't have this no more. I've gotta find something new man