Young Jerz - Warming Up Pt. 2 lyrics

Dime diva got the phone buzzin' She don't even know me but she think I'm her husband Couple dollar bills. Only thing I'm cuffing You ain't talking money everything sound Russian Broken English. No, I really mean this I'm going green. That green go where my jeans is Your lady on me all because who my team is See me on the sights. and now we sight seeing Young Jerz AKA No Days Off The way that jersey on my back, you think I'm playing ball Who hot as this? Years ago no pot to piss Got my follows up now me and models locking lips Okay, Okay, Okay, the party's just begun Three models in my room around two cause I'm the one Wyling cause I'm young. She wyling cause she sprung Your diva ain't no nun. We having fun on yo side of the bed Oopsie! What's wrong with my head? I dun spilled the beans Good thing I got some bread Right next to that keg Oh, baby, make it shed The way you wiggle and make it drop I should call you quake She in the ride doing things that ain't peachy I dun told her lies like "I'mma put you on TV." Although I did camcorder all our episodes Don't trip I won't let TMZ see these Let me chill. I'm on the line with Ill Will Told him, "When I get to LA, we gone put in work for real." Alumni that's the team. Balling on the field Kid Ink up and they know I'm finna k** Look how I'm heating up. Man, every line up out the toaster Jump inside this cypher. Kamikaze. Comatose ya Coocoo in the clock out of my mind. I can show you Oh, is that your baby? Now she in my stroller I'm bugging. That's how it be I'm so beside myself I'm bout to introduce myself to me Like, "How you doin? You said you cooler than me?" Hold up, I'm tripping. Let me get back to the beat We super straight. Why you full of hate? We blowing up. Wait til I detonate Shawty think I'm the bomb. I told her open her face And she gonna catch a grenade for me You better keep her away from me Oh, yeah. It's Tha Alumni