Jamm - Chilling With the Homies

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See I been chilling with the homies at the spot
See I be chilling with the homies and you not
See we be going round town, making mad sounds
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See I be chilling with the homies at the spot
I been chilling with the homies and you not
See we be going round town, making mad sounds
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News flash
grab a bag, get the cash
I double tap, if my boo bad
But she my bad habit and she knows that
Mans not hot, yeah I do the quick math
No fear, no pressure
Time for class, she gone call me professor
While wearing my sweater with them Gucci Loafers
Your ex was good but you know I be better
And clever, what ever
I'm chilling with all of my brothers
From different mothers
And we be serious
Don't join the group if you be delirious
Don't join the club if you ain't hilarious dawg
Looking for a gold chain
Looking to get rich man
Looking for the big dream
Looking for everything
Bring her on a dinner date, if she is my everything
Treat her like a damn queen cause she with the damn king
Yeah I do my own thing
Always with the fam
Right here in the studio, smoking up a gram
Ain't smoking lightly, do it on the daily
People hate when I get them checks, no Nike
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I be chilling with the homies at the spot
I be chilling with the homies and you not
See we be going round town, making mad sounds
Bumping to this tune, it be hot
We've been chilling with the homies at the spot
I've been chilling with the homies and you not
See we be going round town, making mad sounds
Bumping to this tune lot

Written by:
Boubacar Toure

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