JAMSICLE

CHORUS

If you’re looking for something that will make you feel free

Hit the volume on this song, Cause I got a recipe

It’s a one part lovin and three parts fun, A tablespoon of sugar and a dose of the sun

Bake it in the oven, until it’s time to get ill, Then put it in the fridge, You’ve got a jamsicle

Afternoon delight, Got the stereo blasting

Heads popping up and down, Smiles everlasting

From this weak shit I’m fasting, People comin up and they asking

What the hell happened to the radio? laughing

I said they’ve got the money, But we got the power

Help me cook up these storms, Hour after hour

Come on now and Tell me what your saying

Toss them hands to the sky, and you know I ain’t playing

Walk it out with them kicks, and keep those shoulders a swaying

Grooving hard to the music, and this verse that I’m spraying

I’m trying to make shit happen, and I ain’t just surveying

I’ll rattle your glock, If you start disobeying

Say ya if your ears are hungry for a snack- YA 

Bring fire from the kitchen, Til it’s smokin on this track