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Ramada Video (MV)




Performed By: Ham Bome
Length: 2:52
Written by: Robert Smalls




Ham Bome - Ramada Lyrics
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Shawty so dangerous
Touching herself no angel dust
You know I came wit the pack
Gimme a second I blaze it up
She wanna play the cut
Driving around and it's late as f*ck
Feeling her thigh and I'm feeling her vibe
She know I can't wait to f*ck
I gotta dig in ya mind I gotta see if you waking up
We gotta to the bread we got no time for laying up
What is ya hustle you saving up?
How many nights you staying up?
Where is you gettin ya paper from?
When do you think like you made enough?
Why do think I would save you love?
I don't be caping up
Get in the bed and I'll shake you up
And give you amazing f*cks
She tryna give me baby girl
She telling me she can take it all
Baby that ain't enough
I gotta see how you make it up
You always seem to get greater
Updated never outdated
You always stick to the paper
I'm calling you staple love
Check horse power my stable up
Don't wanna race with us
Connected I don't need to cable up
F*ckin yo bitch on my favorite drug
Shawty so dangerous
Touching herself no angel dust
You know I came wit the pack
Gimme a second I blaze it up
She wanna play the cut
Driving around and it's late as f*ck
Feeling her thigh and I'm feeling her vibe
She know I can't wait to f*ck
I gotta dig in ya mind I gotta see if you waking up
We gotta to the bread we got no time for laying up
What is ya hustle you saving up?
How many nights you staying up?
Where is you gettin ya paper from?
When do you think like you made enough?
I told Lil shawty I'm tryna holla
She ask me how I make my gwalla
I trappy trappy on the blocka
Im all for work yea I go harder
She popping that pussy throwing it proper
I'm hitting good she calling me Papa
Yo Spanish mami with the Shotta
Smoking Rasta Saki shots
Spend the night like it's Ramada
Shawty so dangerous
Touching herself no angel dust
You know I came wit the pack
Gimme a second I blaze it up
She wanna play the cut
Driving around and it's late as f*ck
Feeling her thigh and I'm feeling her vibe
She know I can't wait to f*ck
I gotta dig in ya mind I gotta see if you waking up
We gotta to the bread we got no time for laying up
What is ya hustle you saving up?
How many nights you staying up?
Where is you gettin ya paper from?
When do you think like you made enough?
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Shawty so dangerous
Touching herself no angel dust
You know I came wit the pack
Gimme a second I blaze it up
She wanna play the cut
Driving around and it's late as f*ck
Feeling her thigh and I'm feeling her vibe
She know I can't wait to f*ck
I gotta dig in ya mind I gotta see if you waking up
We gotta to the bread we got no time for laying up
What is ya hustle you saving up?
How many nights you staying up?
Where is you gettin ya paper from?
When do you think like you made enough?
Why do think I would save you love?
I don't be caping up
Get in the bed and I'll shake you up
And give you amazing f*cks
She tryna give me baby girl
She telling me she can take it all
Baby that ain't enough
I gotta see how you make it up
You always seem to get greater
Updated never outdated
You always stick to the paper
I'm calling you staple love
Check horse power my stable up
Don't wanna race with us
Connected I don't need to cable up
F*ckin yo bitch on my favorite drug
Shawty so dangerous
Touching herself no angel dust
You know I came wit the pack
Gimme a second I blaze it up
She wanna play the cut
Driving around and it's late as f*ck
Feeling her thigh and I'm feeling her vibe
She know I can't wait to f*ck
I gotta dig in ya mind I gotta see if you waking up
We gotta to the bread we got no time for laying up
What is ya hustle you saving up?
How many nights you staying up?
Where is you gettin ya paper from?
When do you think like you made enough?
I told Lil shawty I'm tryna holla
She ask me how I make my gwalla
I trappy trappy on the blocka
Im all for work yea I go harder
She popping that pussy throwing it proper
I'm hitting good she calling me Papa
Yo Spanish mami with the Shotta
Smoking Rasta Saki shots
Spend the night like it's Ramada
Shawty so dangerous
Touching herself no angel dust
You know I came wit the pack
Gimme a second I blaze it up
She wanna play the cut
Driving around and it's late as f*ck
Feeling her thigh and I'm feeling her vibe
She know I can't wait to f*ck
I gotta dig in ya mind I gotta see if you waking up
We gotta to the bread we got no time for laying up
What is ya hustle you saving up?
How many nights you staying up?
Where is you gettin ya paper from?
When do you think like you made enough?
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Writer: Robert Smalls
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