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Girl I know you can't believe me what I'm sayin'
When I'm with you I ain't playing I'm not just riding till the A.M
But in order for me to stay in here with you There's just one thing I gotta ask
Do ya like jazz?
Cause that's my shit, it's my niche, diminished 7 lead to six
I got this shit its fresh and hip and all the cats they're digging it
Just start grovin' to the beat and feel it move around your feet girl
So do you like jazz?

She looked like something right out of a movie
We locked eyes, I took another drag from the doobie
And soon we, we're having small convo's bout the weather
Went inside pulled out my cheddar, a glass of whatever
The lady wants, but me, I'll have a Tecate
She noticed I was doin' me so she, done had to copy
Back at the crib, you know what it is, smoother than a latte
Needle hit the vinyl we were cuttin' to Kamasi
Went for miles like Davis, 'til she made it
But I ain't Mr. right baby I'm only the latest
Model that you caught up in your web and your fragrance
Girl you got me high like I'm stoned like a mason
Losing my mind but never losing my swag
Give me that mike, then that dude he might spazz
Baby know I got you, gotta super tight bag
But the only thing I'm wondering is do ya like jazz?
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Girl I know you can't believe me what I'm sayin'
When I'm with you I ain't playing I'm not just riding till the A.M
But in order for me to stay in here with you There's just one thing I gotta ask
Do ya like jazz?
Cause that's my shit, it's my niche, diminished 7 lead to six
I got this shit its fresh and hip and all the cats they're digging it
Just start grovin' to the beat and feel it move around your feet girl
So do you like jazz?

She looked like something right out of a movie
We locked eyes, I took another drag from the doobie
And soon we, we're having small convo's bout the weather
Went inside pulled out my cheddar, a glass of whatever
The lady wants, but me, I'll have a Tecate
She noticed I was doin' me so she, done had to copy
Back at the crib, you know what it is, smoother than a latte
Needle hit the vinyl we were cuttin' to Kamasi
Went for miles like Davis, 'til she made it
But I ain't Mr. right baby I'm only the latest
Model that you caught up in your web and your fragrance
Girl you got me high like I'm stoned like a mason
Losing my mind but never losing my swag
Give me that mike, then that dude he might spazz
Baby know I got you, gotta super tight bag
But the only thing I'm wondering is do ya like jazz?
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Writer: Ryan O'Dea, Thomas Frisina
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