Simba Lorice, will.i.am - Jam lyrics
[Simba Lorice, will.i.am - Jam lyrics]
Nation to nation all the world
Must come together face the problems
That we see
Then maybe somehow we can work it out
I asked my neighbor for a favor
She said later what has come of
All the people have we lost love
Of what it's about
I have to find my peace cuz
No one seems to let me be
False prophets cry of doom
What are the possibilities i told my brother
There'll be problems
Times and tears for fears
We must live each day like it's the last
Go with it go with it
Jam it ain't too much stuff
It ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to
The world keeps changing rearranging minds
And thoughts predictions fly of doom
The baby boom has come of age
We'll work it out i told my brothers
Don't you ask me for no favors
I'm conditioned by the system
Don't you talk to me don't scream and shout
She pray to god, to Buddha then she sings a
Talmud song confusions contradict
The self do we know right
From wrong i just want you to
Recognize me in the temple
You can't hurt me i found peace
Within myself
Go with it go with it
Jam it ain't
It ain't too much stuff it ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't too much stuff it ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to
Jam jam here comes the woman
Hot damn the big girl stands
Movin' up a hand makin' funky tracks
With my woman simba Lorice
Smooth criminal that's the girl
Sim's so relaxed mingle mingle jingle
In the jungle bum rushed the door
3 and 4's in a bundle execute the plan
First I cooled like a fan got with Kiara
Then with guy now with Simba
Cause it ain't hard to
Jam it ain't
It ain't too much stuff it ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
Get on it it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't stop
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to
It ain't too hard for me
Get on it jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't too much stuff it ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't too much stuff it ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
Too much it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to
Get on it get on it
Give it baby give it to me
Come on you really give it to me
Got to give it you just want to give it
Must come together face the problems
That we see
Then maybe somehow we can work it out
I asked my neighbor for a favor
She said later what has come of
All the people have we lost love
Of what it's about
I have to find my peace cuz
No one seems to let me be
False prophets cry of doom
What are the possibilities i told my brother
There'll be problems
Times and tears for fears
We must live each day like it's the last
Go with it go with it
Jam it ain't too much stuff
It ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to
The world keeps changing rearranging minds
And thoughts predictions fly of doom
The baby boom has come of age
We'll work it out i told my brothers
Don't you ask me for no favors
I'm conditioned by the system
Don't you talk to me don't scream and shout
She pray to god, to Buddha then she sings a
Talmud song confusions contradict
The self do we know right
From wrong i just want you to
Recognize me in the temple
You can't hurt me i found peace
Within myself
Go with it go with it
Jam it ain't
It ain't too much stuff it ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't too much stuff it ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to
Jam jam here comes the woman
Hot damn the big girl stands
Movin' up a hand makin' funky tracks
With my woman simba Lorice
Smooth criminal that's the girl
Sim's so relaxed mingle mingle jingle
In the jungle bum rushed the door
3 and 4's in a bundle execute the plan
First I cooled like a fan got with Kiara
Then with guy now with Simba
Cause it ain't hard to
Jam it ain't
It ain't too much stuff it ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
Get on it it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't stop
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to
It ain't too hard for me
Get on it jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't too much stuff it ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't too much stuff it ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
Too much it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It ain't too much for me to
Get on it get on it
Give it baby give it to me
Come on you really give it to me
Got to give it you just want to give it