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Um Hm Video (MV)




Performed By: JRobGotMotion
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Joshua Robertson




JRobGotMotion - Um Hm Lyrics
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Let me know it's a problem
I'm bound to rundown with that choppa
One false word, we move, we pop em'
Final warning you get sent to the doctor
Making statements you better keep that shit private, umhm
I'mma one man army, ion' need my partnas, out here ion' got nobody
I might as well go to the navy, umhm
Strap down fatfat he faded
My young bull know he brazy, when you throw C's it's crazy
Nigga I been in the slam, with my lights off nigga had to get out that jam
I had football dreams it ain't what it seem shout out my nigga lil cam on god
Nigga im from rags and riches I seen old niggas get stuffed in they trenches
Not my kin, can't even go outside I hope they don't blitz me with that gen
Umhm
Got 5 people around me, umhm, just for them to down me
My bad just tryna bring up my numbers, im adding a comma, a comma, a comma
Know im hard as a bitch, you can call me a rock
On bro nem you can get spank for a thot
Criteria a devil, heavy metal, why you trying to be something you not on god
Posting throwbacks, get your bro back, when you starting toting that fire
Everything you see from my head, from the toe on Moms she was scraping that pot
And it's something like Dlow, boss man im running this shit like a don
And they hate on me bad and they always say something
Tryna keep my cool, lil bro stay calm
I see the picture I been number one, better than ever I still have funds
JMar had switch now his ass done, he can't come back to the partments
Umhm
Man this shit important, I can't believe he forging
I finally put myself first man this shit gorgeous
I normally put myself last they didn't give me treatment
Told bro nem come off that doe, his ass steady chiefing, hm
I might as well go to the navy, umhm
Strap down fatfat he faded
My young bull know he brazy, when you throw C's it's crazy
Nigga I been in the slam, with my lights off nigga had to get out that jam
I had football dreams it ain't what it seem shout out my nigga lil cam on god
Nigga im from rags and riches I seen old niggas get stuffed in they trenches
Not my kin, can't even go outside I hope they don't blitz me with that gen
Umhm
Got 5 people around me, umhm, just for them to down me
My bad just tryna bring up my numbers, im adding a comma, a comma, a comma
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Let me know it's a problem
I'm bound to rundown with that choppa
One false word, we move, we pop em'
Final warning you get sent to the doctor
Making statements you better keep that shit private, umhm
I'mma one man army, ion' need my partnas, out here ion' got nobody
I might as well go to the navy, umhm
Strap down fatfat he faded
My young bull know he brazy, when you throw C's it's crazy
Nigga I been in the slam, with my lights off nigga had to get out that jam
I had football dreams it ain't what it seem shout out my nigga lil cam on god
Nigga im from rags and riches I seen old niggas get stuffed in they trenches
Not my kin, can't even go outside I hope they don't blitz me with that gen
Umhm
Got 5 people around me, umhm, just for them to down me
My bad just tryna bring up my numbers, im adding a comma, a comma, a comma
Know im hard as a bitch, you can call me a rock
On bro nem you can get spank for a thot
Criteria a devil, heavy metal, why you trying to be something you not on god
Posting throwbacks, get your bro back, when you starting toting that fire
Everything you see from my head, from the toe on Moms she was scraping that pot
And it's something like Dlow, boss man im running this shit like a don
And they hate on me bad and they always say something
Tryna keep my cool, lil bro stay calm
I see the picture I been number one, better than ever I still have funds
JMar had switch now his ass done, he can't come back to the partments
Umhm
Man this shit important, I can't believe he forging
I finally put myself first man this shit gorgeous
I normally put myself last they didn't give me treatment
Told bro nem come off that doe, his ass steady chiefing, hm
I might as well go to the navy, umhm
Strap down fatfat he faded
My young bull know he brazy, when you throw C's it's crazy
Nigga I been in the slam, with my lights off nigga had to get out that jam
I had football dreams it ain't what it seem shout out my nigga lil cam on god
Nigga im from rags and riches I seen old niggas get stuffed in they trenches
Not my kin, can't even go outside I hope they don't blitz me with that gen
Umhm
Got 5 people around me, umhm, just for them to down me
My bad just tryna bring up my numbers, im adding a comma, a comma, a comma
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Writer: Joshua Robertson
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