Lyrics Pamela - Jaypitts

Pamela, hey ya
Pamela, Pamela, Pamela hey ya
Pamela, hey ya
Pamela, Pamela, Pamela hey ya (ayy)

I been in ma bag I′m searching
Suited up feelin' like church day
Toot it up shake it is ya′ birthday
Sticks and stones don't hurt me
Home by ten is a work day
I don't wanna sound too thirsty
Nothin′ really wrong she flirty
Mind me of my high school jersey

Call me James I′m worthy
Just don't wait to call ′til Thursday
Shawty gave a smile it's working
And we don′t gotta take it back to yo' place
How I gotcha open in the first place
Baby you the best but I want you in the worst ways
Nigga too clean but ain′t scared to get dirty
Ooh, slow baby don't hurt me 'cause she′s my

Pamela, hey ya
Pamela, Pamela, Pamela hey ya
Pamela, hey ya
Pamela, Pamela, Pamela hey ya (yah) (uh)

I ain′t really tryna rock the boat
I ain't never felt this way before
We just met I′m feelin' like I know ya′
I ain't even scared to meet ya′ folks
We laugh a lot, but this is not a joke
When you see me I know that you home
I see how you saved me in ya' phone
Different color hearts' wit some emojis

Shoot my shot I′m feelin′ like I'm Kobe
Count the clock forever I ain′t gone leave
You a catch I'm feelin′ like a goalie
Spend a check fa time witchu in those jeans
Said you got a million things to show me
You be lookin' at me like you know me
I won′t look no further 'cause it's no need
Baby got me higher than the nosebleeds

Pamela, hey ya
Pamela, Pamela, Pamela hey ya
Pamela, hey ya
Pamela, Pamela, Pamela hey ya

Pamela, hey ya
Pamela, Pamela, Pamela hey ya (Pamela, yeah, yeah)
Pamela, hey ya
Pamela, Pamela, Pamela hey ya

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