ATM Jam

Album: Broke With Expensive Taste (2013)
Play Video
  • I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
    That thong get lost in the fat ass, bitch
    I got racks, racks, racks 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do

    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
    That thong get lost in the fat ass, bitch
    I got racks, racks, racks 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do

    Thank you darly
    Buy the barry
    I can admit I likes to party
    I spent a grip
    I swipes the cardy
    When I heist, I'mma drips my pricey garmy
    I'm the swami
    Hyphy hip-cat
    I'm "freaky-fit-that"
    I could rr-ip-pap (rap)
    Ice on her wrist like high-sophis-chat
    When I dyke with a bitch, that's spicy! Get that!

    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
    That thong get lost in the fat ass, bitch
    I got racks, racks, racks 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do

    Ayo P. Do that freaky jam on the beat
    Is you with that butter shit that, that bonne vie?
    Did you divvy, did you double dig that?
    That song sings- freaky deeky, whistle-wetter, slip that slit (that thong thing)
    Hyphy-cheeky-cheddar-checker get her own cheese
    That's a chicken w/ her head off
    That's that bitch that won't be with her
    Official with that with that whole steez
    Flighty-fleety-feather-witch that whip that long weave nigga

    They shootin' in the parking lot
    Everybody get low
    They shootin' in the parking lot
    It ain't where you wanna go
    Now standby soldier standby soldier
    And work it with the motherfuckin' ass like I told ya
    Standby soldier standby soldier
    And work it with the motherfuckin' ass like I told ya

    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
    That thong get lost in the fat ass, bitch
    I got racks, racks, racks 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do Writer/s: Azealia Banks, Jonny Harris, Pharrell Williams
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments

Be the first to comment...

Editor's Picks

Steely Dan

Steely DanFact or Fiction

Did they really trade their guitarist to The Doobie Brothers? Are they named after something naughty? And what's up with the band name?

Song Cities

Song CitiesMusic Quiz

Nirvana, Billy Joel and Bruce Springsteen are among those who wrote songs with cities that show up in this quiz.

Brian Kehew: The Man Behind The Remasters

Brian Kehew: The Man Behind The RemastersSong Writing

Brian has unearthed outtakes by Fleetwood Mac, Aretha Franklin, Elvis Costello and hundreds of other artists for reissues. Here's how he does it.

Songs About Movies

Songs About MoviesSong Writing

Iron Maiden, Adele, Toto, Eminem and Earth, Wind & Fire are just some of the artists with songs directly inspired by movies - and not always good ones.

Gavin Rossdale of Bush

Gavin Rossdale of BushSongwriter Interviews

On the "schizoid element" of his lyrics, and a famous line from "Everything Zen."

Gavin Rossdale On Lyric Inspirations and Bush's Album The Kingdom

Gavin Rossdale On Lyric Inspirations and Bush's Album The KingdomSongwriter Interviews

The Bush frontman on where he finds inspiration for lyrics, if his "machine head" is a guitar tuner, and the stories behind songs from the album The Kingdom.