Текст песни YAMS - Cam James

I'm a fan of the, aye
Excuse me ma'am
My name Cam
I'm a fan of the yams
I'm a fan of the yams, aye
Hold yo left hand up
Then get in yo stance
I'm a fan of the yams
I'm a fan of the yams, aye
Excuse me ma'am
My name Cam
I'm a fan of the yams
I'm a fan of the yams, aye
Now hold yo right hand up
Then get in yo stance
I'm a fan of the yams
I'm a fan of the yams

God damn
Everybody talmbout breasts
Big or nah? Ain't check
See if that waist on deck
Does it line up right?
Yo knees? Ride all night
Jeans better fit real tight
Got a lot of meat, I need it
I can't leave it
How you got ass in Adidas
Sweats, my hands out like Jesus
Stretch, dive inside it
Don't really talk too much, you private
Yo personality great
Plus I love the smile on yo face
Say you graduated cum laude
Hear you but
We locked eyes, you licked yo lips
That freak unlocked wanna hear you nut
High heels on I can hear you strut
Make me feel some type of way
Face down, makin' it move in a circle
Of all of your friends, you do it again
I'm comin' to set up a curfew
In love with the cheeks, call the police
I hit it wit' the long grip, release
The thighs is matchin'
Got a shake with the fries attached
'N I want a snack

Yuh, denim grippin', margarita sippin' girl it's late
Up to somethin', this yo second function you from outta state
Face beat, fye acrylics, you a lightweight and you tip
When you drunk you think you strip
Imma wait til y'all get finished
Excuse me ma'am
My name Cam
I'm a fan of the yams
I'm a fan of the yams, aye
Hold yo left hand up
Then get in yo stance
I'm a fan of the yams
I'm a fan of the yams, aye
Excuse me ma'am
My name Cam
I'm a fan of the yams
I'm a fan of the yams, aye
Now hold yo right hand up
Then get in yo stance
I'm a fan of the yams
I'm a fan of the yams, aye

Yeah
Yo ass probably pay taxes
It move like Twerksum, you got practice
Got that lil thigh gap, and you ride back
The dick pressin' in it, you like that
Hips movin' in tandem, get in yo stance 'n
Sweatin', it don't even matter
You throwin' that shit at a batter
I got the stroke and the paddle, been ready for battle
I love how you feel in the saddle
Clenchin' again and again, you feel me within
These songs is blendin' together
All of this time we spendin'
It's crowded, the lights is dim
And you grindin' me face to face
I got a hand on yo ass, and one on the back of ya thighs
We gon' end up in the back of my ride
Heads is touchin', you breathin' me in
I'm takin' you home, and I'm leavin' it in
I got no regrets, it'll probably be twins
You know what you doin'
Fulfillin' ya wish, shit
All I said was this

Excuse me ma'am
My name Cam
I'm a fan of the yams
I'm a fan of the yams, aye
Now tie yo hair up quick
Then get in yo stance
I'm a fan of the yams
I'm a fan of the yams, aye
Left hand up, then get in yo stance
I'm a fan of the yams, I'm a fan of the yams aye
Left hand up, then get in yo stance
I'm a fan of the yams, I'm a fan of the yams aye
Excuse me