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Cam James - On Me Lyrics



Cam James - On Me Lyrics




Know I love the way you move wit' yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit' it, aye
Don't nobody know me ain't from 'round here but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit' it

Double-cheeked up, on a Tuesday
Feelin' good, really geeked up, on the D'usse
Confident and I'm elite but,
I saw them C cups
Had a hard time listenin' when you say
Do you wanna dance, you know I do
Them pants grippin' on that ass, I want it too bad, see
If you need discipline, I'm your new dad-dy
We can leave the party for some touchin' in the taxi
Usually I'm more, polite
But you lookin' nice
Smooth skin poppin' like tequila wit' the Sprite
Shakin' wit' yo friends but, what you on tonight?
You know I got what you like
Belly rollin' on my mic
Imma lose it
Tellin' me you love my music
Got me choosin'
Heard you sayin' you could do tricks
Time to prove it
Love it when I grip on yo waistline
Get to workin' it ain't breaktime, go

Know I love the way you move wit' yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit' it, aye
Don't nobody know me, ain't from 'round here, but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit' it

Hot In Herre, Nellyville
If yo man ain't got mad yet, I bet he will
Everybody lookin' at you, girls yellin' get it (Get it)
Yeah, homies holdin' me up, got me paralytic
Lames follow you around, they parasitic
Bend it over, scrub the ground, I move wit' it
Uh, kissin' me I taste all that Reisling
Then she put my hand up in her G-string (Whoa)
Freeze frame, end of scene
Maybe we should take it to the bathroom
Private show, we ghost, they gon' hate too
Bestie in yo texts, gon' get mad soon
If you like 'em big, I got great news
You can take a ride, then I'll get you one
Party windin' down but you never done
DJ spinnin' all yo favorite bops, make it drop
Girl that ass never stop yeah

Know I love the way you move wit' yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit' it, aye
Don't nobody know me, ain't from 'round here, but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit' it

Know I love the way you move wit' yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit' it, aye
Don't nobody know me, ain't from 'round here, but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit' it
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Know I love the way you move wit' yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit' it, aye
Don't nobody know me ain't from 'round here but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit' it

Double-cheeked up, on a Tuesday
Feelin' good, really geeked up, on the D'usse
Confident and I'm elite but,
I saw them C cups
Had a hard time listenin' when you say
Do you wanna dance, you know I do
Them pants grippin' on that ass, I want it too bad, see
If you need discipline, I'm your new dad-dy
We can leave the party for some touchin' in the taxi
Usually I'm more, polite
But you lookin' nice
Smooth skin poppin' like tequila wit' the Sprite
Shakin' wit' yo friends but, what you on tonight?
You know I got what you like
Belly rollin' on my mic
Imma lose it
Tellin' me you love my music
Got me choosin'
Heard you sayin' you could do tricks
Time to prove it
Love it when I grip on yo waistline
Get to workin' it ain't breaktime, go

Know I love the way you move wit' yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit' it, aye
Don't nobody know me, ain't from 'round here, but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit' it

Hot In Herre, Nellyville
If yo man ain't got mad yet, I bet he will
Everybody lookin' at you, girls yellin' get it (Get it)
Yeah, homies holdin' me up, got me paralytic
Lames follow you around, they parasitic
Bend it over, scrub the ground, I move wit' it
Uh, kissin' me I taste all that Reisling
Then she put my hand up in her G-string (Whoa)
Freeze frame, end of scene
Maybe we should take it to the bathroom
Private show, we ghost, they gon' hate too
Bestie in yo texts, gon' get mad soon
If you like 'em big, I got great news
You can take a ride, then I'll get you one
Party windin' down but you never done
DJ spinnin' all yo favorite bops, make it drop
Girl that ass never stop yeah

Know I love the way you move wit' yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit' it, aye
Don't nobody know me, ain't from 'round here, but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit' it

Know I love the way you move wit' yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit' it, aye
Don't nobody know me, ain't from 'round here, but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit' it
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Writer: Christopher Samuel Williams
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Performed By: Cam James
Length: 4:02
Written by: Christopher Samuel Williams

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