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This Tha Jam

Kerser

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kerser
Kerser
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kerser
Kerser
Composer
Ben Hopkinson
Ben Hopkinson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Hopkinson
Ben Hopkinson
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Eah Look Yeah Giddy up Giddy up slut yeah you a bad bitch All these rappers act a part call them Brad Pitt Oh no here he goes again I flow dope fuck you up like some opium We in Sydney bitch Chillen up in ctown bitches knock me back in school I guarantee their keen now Tell em fuck off I got money to make Me and nebs equal cash that is something you ain't So lets journey through the mind of a sick cunt Dollar signs inside my eyelids no I wont slip up Every time I blink now you know what I think Walking in the club behind the bar and grabbing a drink Bitch Day to day with the abk they want me down in Queensland like im lazy gray Aye Top charts yeah that's what we does Number 1 motha fucker ain't no stopping us brahz This tha jam this tha one where you break shit This tha one where your fucking on ya mates bitch This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for So play this song as your plea when you step in court This tha jam this tha one where you break shit This tha one where your fucking on ya mates bitch This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for So play this song as your plea when you step in court I'm so fresh no expiry date Getting interviews they ask me what its like to be great mate I cant its the way I was born Your bitch four finger deep keen on making the porn Raw Its what I am never toning it down If they beef with me I guarantee they wont be around Got nearly every Aussie rapper mad screaming in my town Throw in the fucking towel tell these faggots to lie down Kers one I'm getting stupid with money Best producer in the country got ya dancing getting funky What they do for a chance on a nebs beat tell em 10k another 10 they can get me On a hook hitting notes so high Everything I drop they buy So smashed eyes red and they half closed Popping pills at my show hit the stage and pass low This tha jam this tha one where you break shit This tha one where your fucking on ya mates bitch This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for So play this song as your plea when you step in court This tha jam this tha one where you break shit This tha one where your fucking on ya mates bitch This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for So play this song as your plea when you step in court Rappers act arrogant it makes me sick Cause they bite the whole style from my late to shit These days the weed blazed Walking down the freeway Watching my clips and you stopping them to replay Im coming for your cash like a debt collector And the blunts I puff smell like air freshener In the brand new suit with a blue tie too You don't know my crew you in 252 What the fuck is that I make custom rap And other rappers like me But the cunts are wack Plus nebs got producers fucking scratching their heads We call em out I see em run like I'm cracking their necks Album 3 in 3 years we going 10 for 10 I'm looking out to your crowd its only men men Talking bout the underground and how they keeping it raw Mutha fucker please I got more people waiting at an in store This tha jam this tha one where you break shit This tha one where your fucking on ya mates bitch This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for So play this song as your plea when you step in court This tha jam this tha one where you break shit This tha one where your fucking on ya mates bitch This the one that ya gonna do a stretch for So play this song as your plea when you step in court
Writer(s): Scott Froml, Hopkinson Ben Nathan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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