JAY ROCK - Traffic Jam (Easy Bake Remix) lyrics

rate me

Ft. Kendrick Lamar & SZA

(Intro: Radio Station)

We reportin' live from the 9 double 0-5-9 with my nigga Jay Rock

And this is WTOP Radio and I'm your host DJ Turn-Up

I don't turn down nutting but my collar

I ain't turning down no money

And I ain't turnin' down no mutherfucking fade

Now bitch if you're pushin' up the freak with yo orangutan-looking ass

Take sum' advice and bang SZA ya flat-foot bitch

(Intro: SZA)

Itching for a climax lastin' past 11:30

Do ya got it like that, do ya really got it like that?

Itching for a purpose, I can't seem to scratch the surface

I ain't got it like that, do I really got it like that?

Ya keep talking 'bout time, I got none, ya can find me where

The sun don't neva end and the waves don't part

Ya don't pay enough of my rent, don't start

I got big dreams and ya got quick scheme to get rich quickly

And I don't wanna waste another hour

Really need to take another shower, dirty for ya

(Verse: Kendrick Lamar)

Big business, big booty bitches

Black on black Benz's

Backin' out the back to back my engine

Backpack with gats in it

Backflip my dollars and bend Impalas, my arm whistlin'

Palm flippin', middle finger

Fuck y'all, I let it linger

Plush wall and marble floor

Ghetto commodore singin'

Tours for my whores swingin'

On my heart swore I pour plenty more semen

Or explore cunnilingus

Dummy tore through that boy for pointin' fingers

Honey you're a PS4, my game change seizes

And my name explain visas

I defame yo name easy

We aim and keep squeezin'

Bitch my lane say no treason

My chains say no cubic, all y'all look stupid

Big dog, three phone call log stupid

I'm Chris Paul, West Coast, All-Star stupid

The mantra, the holy trinity, baby yo sponsor

My concert and yo facility

Via del Compton, and Watt's finest

(Verse 2: Jay Rock)

Now this that big shell fishscale

BMX on the ramp with the fishtail

Pegs on the front, we gon' get there

We 4 deep at a swapmeet, don't need a 5th wheel

This bitch steal whoeva if situations get real

This that fresh out the bounty, busting knuckles

Get buckled if ya eva try to knock the hustle

Show yo hands, watch how I shuffle (No cuts)

And show ya why they hate more niggas than Uncle Ruckus

Rolling up that boondock, sum' call it moon rock

Gotta keep that bass in my step, dope in a tube sock

Gotta do what I do to remain on

So all a nigga need is good love when I come home

Cuz the baby's gotta eat, baby the rent's been due lately

And I just caught a hot one, I ain't tryin' to go too crazy

Fugazi, not me, me and my niggas not sweet

Give ya thug passion, how ya walking around knock-kneed

I'm the silver bullet moving at top speed

Show ya how to get it and get away with it scott free