[Hook:] I just got back from Jamaica, Jamaica Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica I'm on the move, now see you later, later Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica You pussy niggas just some haters, some haters I need my dough, don't do no favors, no favors Just copped a crib that's on some acres, some acres I fucked yo bitch and now she famous, she famous Aye I just got back from Jamaica
[Verse 1:] I swear to God I woke up on the gully side And all they know is motherfuckin homicide Murda, just keep the burna A couple keys will get you shot, Watch who you servin, watch who you servin, Police lurkin, oh yea they lurkin They seven deep in that excursion, in that excursion Keep 20 thousand in my pockets, that's in my pockets Ain't talkin money switch the topic, I switch the topic I pull up in that brand new Gatti, bitch I got it I fuck these niggas, word to Gotti, just catchin profit I know some youngins catchin bodies, they catchin bodies They 17 and got no daughters, ain't got no daughters Oh my goodness, Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy My Rollie cost a couple birdies, a couple birdies I want a billion fore I'm 40, before I'm 40 They aks me do I smoke that killa? Know what I'm talkin?
[Hook:] I just got back from Jamaica, Jamaica Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica I'm on the move, now see you later, later Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica You pussy niggas just some haters, some haters I need my dough, don't do no favors, no favors Just copped a crib that's on some acres, some acres I fucked yo bitch and now she famous, she famous Aye I just got back from Jamaica
[Verse 2:] A hunnit killas with me in Mavado nigga I'm king of the south and ain't got a lot of niggas Wake up, go get yo cake up I blew 100 racks in Jacob, that's only Jacob's Don't give a fuck, I do it major, I do it major These bitches watch me like I'm cable, just like I'm cable And fuck yo life, that shit's a fable, it's all a fable I show you millions on the table, that's on the table And can't no other nigga stop me, you'll never stop me I'm shittin on em, never sloppy, apologizing Aye check yo Twitter, guess who dreamin, bitch we the hottest, Bitch we the bidness and the realest, ain't nothing modest, I swear to God I tried to tell er We set the standards, we set the standards motherfucker Better learn some manners I'm getting head in that new Phantom, that's in a Phantom And Papi aks me do I got it, you know the answer
[Hook:] I just got back from Jamaica, Jamaica Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica I'm on the move, now see you later, later Just smoked a pound of that Jamaica, Jamaica You pussy niggas just some haters, some haters I need my dough, don't do no favors, no favors Just copped a crib that's on some acres, some acres I fucked yo bitch and now she famous, she famous Aye I just got back from JamaicaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
