Mr. Mauricio, Pitbull, Fat Joe, Rick Ross - Jam On It lyrics

William Roberts II

[Mr. Mauricio, Pitbull, Fat Joe, Rick Ross - Jam On It lyrics]

Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east
Ross the boss, Mr mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions later
You gotta let 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, to Mr worldwide to Mr take Something
Make something, that’s right!
For hanging with dark goons and gangsters
To doing business with investors
Attorneys and bankers
Same story, different suit's
Same chico just under a different roof
Instead of the corner of the block
Is the corner of the office
I’m nauseous from offers!
And when I see women is ménages they offer
And you know that I’m all for!
Especially if they’re both on our fours
And you can keep them, dawg
They’re all yours!
Two seven figure Dade County boys
Not even John Lennon could imagine that
Our new paper can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions later!

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!

Rozay! I got a bitch for him
You got a bitch for me
A bitch that live, a bitch KOD!
Made the office some office
Niggas bringing to me office!
You bitch done shit she’s
Swimming with dolphins! Niggas getting wet
Cars keep running by
I’m smoking my wax, I keep getting high!
I don’t bark, I steal money, dance
I don’t walk, nigga, we run this man!

Drop it to the floor, let’s go
And let the momma get low!
Shatke that ass and grab that pole
And drop it low
Let’s go! And lil momma to the floor
Shake that ass and grab that

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
Bitches scream like they see Joe Jonas
Yelling mousseline smell the trees all on it
She need new jeans cause she
Creamed all on it hold up! Twerk the shit
Hannah Montana I swerve the bitch
Versace roll on Versace down
Even put a beat under the Versace house
She no speaking ingles
And my bitches all foreign
Brazilian hair and the ass she was born with!
Pay attention, you niggas can’t afford it
But not your ass take her just pouring!

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 mauricio mr worldwide!
2 7-figure Dade County boys mauricio
Crack! Rozay!

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