"Jersey" lyrics
Do you feel that? (Jersey)
Do you feel that? (Oh)
Ladies and gentlemen, do you feel that?
Let's go
Hey, hey, what the deal, bro? (Wow)
Cannabis, five, all in my lingo
Problemo, my 9 out the window (Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)
Reggie came, I still got it (Yeah)
Gila House, Nino Brown how I push product (Cook dough)
In the trench, my money don't need a rinse
How I survive fourth quarter, I plead the fifth (Hey)
I rock chains, I hustle hard (Get 'em)
My chest out, like I'm in the yard (Yo)
I'm lookin' like, who the fuck are y'all? (Yeah)
My crew got juice, Marley Marl
You wanna slide, bro? Knuckle up (Let's go)
I shit on the track, bubble guts
Don't complain, nigga, level up
We have fun, the calico fuck it up
Hey, hey, Rockwilder on the beat
Top dollar on the street when I eat, nigga
Hey, hey, gain knowledge when I speak
Watch company you keep when you eat, nigga (Get 'em)
I'm a bad moon, I'm a mother moon
Hating women, they got me in the shade room
Huh, who will he give a fuck?
I got money in the bank and my cannabis stank, nigga
Oh, do you feel that? (Jersey)
Do you feel that? (Oh)
Ladies and gentlemen (Let's go), do you feel that?
Oh
Hey, hey, what the deal, sis? (Oh)
I get cream ridin' in the cool whip (Skrrt)
I go John Wick when the fool flip
I just pass the brand form in the pulpit (Get 'em)
I talk biz with a contract (Oh)
You don't want smoke? Avoid the contact (Yeah)
And get an arm patch
My crew a little litty
That's why we autograph titties in the inner city
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey
We in here, look around, we cook, nigga
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey
We cause Havoc, no time for a shook, nigga
You got bread, where that? (Where?)
Your park money, nigga, where that? (Hah)
I'm blessed, hung low, burning mad
I need cookies right now, where a burner at?
Gun license, keep it on the waist (Hey)
Suntan lookin' Puerto Rican in the face (Hey)
If that's everything, I don't keep it in the safe (Hey)
I'm after the meal so you can leave it on the plate (Oh)
Game time? Hot sauce
Money over women? My boss
You wear Gucci, nigga? Not cuffs
Your girl around here will give a top off (Yeah)
Oh, do you feel that? (Jersey)
Do you feel that? (Oh)
Ladies and gentlemen, do you feel that?
Oh
Do you feel that? (Oh)
Ladies and gentlemen, do you feel that?
Let's go
Hey, hey, what the deal, bro? (Wow)
Cannabis, five, all in my lingo
Problemo, my 9 out the window (Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)
Reggie came, I still got it (Yeah)
Gila House, Nino Brown how I push product (Cook dough)
In the trench, my money don't need a rinse
How I survive fourth quarter, I plead the fifth (Hey)
I rock chains, I hustle hard (Get 'em)
My chest out, like I'm in the yard (Yo)
I'm lookin' like, who the fuck are y'all? (Yeah)
My crew got juice, Marley Marl
You wanna slide, bro? Knuckle up (Let's go)
I shit on the track, bubble guts
Don't complain, nigga, level up
We have fun, the calico fuck it up
Hey, hey, Rockwilder on the beat
Top dollar on the street when I eat, nigga
Hey, hey, gain knowledge when I speak
Watch company you keep when you eat, nigga (Get 'em)
I'm a bad moon, I'm a mother moon
Hating women, they got me in the shade room
Huh, who will he give a fuck?
I got money in the bank and my cannabis stank, nigga
Oh, do you feel that? (Jersey)
Do you feel that? (Oh)
Ladies and gentlemen (Let's go), do you feel that?
Oh
Hey, hey, what the deal, sis? (Oh)
I get cream ridin' in the cool whip (Skrrt)
I go John Wick when the fool flip
I just pass the brand form in the pulpit (Get 'em)
I talk biz with a contract (Oh)
You don't want smoke? Avoid the contact (Yeah)
And get an arm patch
My crew a little litty
That's why we autograph titties in the inner city
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey
We in here, look around, we cook, nigga
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey
We cause Havoc, no time for a shook, nigga
You got bread, where that? (Where?)
Your park money, nigga, where that? (Hah)
I'm blessed, hung low, burning mad
I need cookies right now, where a burner at?
Gun license, keep it on the waist (Hey)
Suntan lookin' Puerto Rican in the face (Hey)
If that's everything, I don't keep it in the safe (Hey)
I'm after the meal so you can leave it on the plate (Oh)
Game time? Hot sauce
Money over women? My boss
You wear Gucci, nigga? Not cuffs
Your girl around here will give a top off (Yeah)
Oh, do you feel that? (Jersey)
Do you feel that? (Oh)
Ladies and gentlemen, do you feel that?
Oh
Writer(s): Reggie Noble, Dana Stinson
