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Zoom Zooms and Wam Wam
Jayo Felony Lyrics
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Grew up funk like Davis now I got braids like Stevie Wonder
Get my sag on my momma get her dag on
Freeze my khaki's up and I'm gone
You can stare all day but just don't step
on my Blue Suede shoes to get here I pay dues
BRRAOW BRAOW that's how my toolie sound
when I'm drinkin Hen with my rhymes straight blowin in the wind
T-Funk from the family, smoke or dip with me
Bullet Locc's dedicated, faded, I straight made it
And drinkin Blue Note, on the yard they celebrated
I'm a why-see, I guess that's why the one-time is followin me
But I'm a MC, I laugh because there swallowin me
But I just shake my head and say "Damn!" (Ha ha)
'cause I'm just goin to the sto', to get some zoom zoom zoom and wam wams
Chorus:
You go do your thang yo, and I'ma do my thang
You go do your thang yo, and I'ma do my thang
You go do your thang yo, and I'ma do my thang
You go do your thang yo, and everythang gon' be everythang
I want to be like Donald Trump, not Willie Lump-Lump
I put that on my set that I make everybody jump
Fool don't move until my ride hit the flo', word!
Boom booms in my rag '6-4
That's how we roll, no time for the ying yang
Dogs in my hood still bumpin fo' thangs
It's me, the be -you-double L-E-T, better known as Felony
T-shirt and khakis that's how we're bailin, C/see
And I'm just tryin to keep my sanity
Make some of them ends, get a biz and help my family
Right, and just to let you know I don't care
I'm still gon' get my sag on, there it is there
You can't see me fool, I'm locced out
Baseheads on the corner, bag and smoked out
Askin for a gang of change and I say "Damn!"
All this drama, to get some zoom zooms and wam wams
Chorus (x2)
French braids and Stockton cap wit my hat cocked back
Now I'ma lean into the side like Goldie the Mack
Everybody that's incarcerated, hold your head high
Hope that you see another sunny blue sky
Females'll leave you stranded and I'ma let you know
She's made 'cause the Soul Glo won't make her hair grow
Block on the phone, and ain't nobody home
Her and some greasy fat fool rollin in the Brougham
But you know how that go, so yo, toss em up high
'cause in the South Beach streets it's do or die
Wave em to the Eastside, yeah wave em to the West
comin up with the bomb, no stress
Guess and Master Jay makin funk tracks
So to the ol' school, I'ma bring the punks back
I listen to the flow and I just say "Damn!"
As I'm rollin through the hood, to get some zoom zooms and wam wams
Chorus (x2)
The lyrics to Jayo Felony's βZoom Zooms and Wam Wamsβ is a typical gangsta rap song, with lyrics about growing up tough, making money, and staying true to one's roots. The opening verse establishes the artist's gangsta credentials by invoking the neighborhood and paying homage to the funk music that originated there. He then talks about his braids like Stevie Wonder, which was an overt reference to the blind musician's signature hairstyle. Jayo Felony does not shy away from showing off his gangsta style, as he mentions putting his "sag on," freezing his khakis, and wearing blue suede shoes. He warns people not to step on his shoes and credits his success to paying his dues. And then there is the "toolie sound," a slang term for a gun, which he describes as "straight blowin in the wind." He concludes with the refrain that he is just going to the store to get some "zoom zooms and wam wams," which is a typical euphemism in the rap lexicon for marijuana.
The second verse begins with the artist showing off his aspirations to be like Donald Trump, the famous real estate mogul, and not like Willie Lump-Lump, an obscure character whose name has become synonymous with failure. He boasts that he makes the crowd jump and drives a '6-4,' a reference to his vintage car, while continuing to stay true to his roots by mentioning the dogs in his hood still bumpin' 'fo thangs.' The artist emphasizes that he is trying to keep his sanity while making money and helping his family. He also puts down panhandlers and their requests for change, an indication of his disdain for people who beg on the street. He concludes the verse by rapping about the struggle that people face, trying to get ahead in life and make it through each day.
Overall, the song is a straight-up gangsta rap number that features lyrics about the harsh realities of life on the streets. Jayo Felony raps about dealing with adversity, making money, and staying true to oneself through everything. It is a typical song for its genre in that it features braggadocio, violent imagery, and a sense of defiance.
Line by Line Meaning
It's the Locc I let the funk boom like thunder
I am Locc, and I make the funk explode like thunder
Grew up funk like Davis now I got braids like Stevie Wonder
I grew up listening to funk like Davis and now I have a hairstyle like Stevie Wonder's braids
Get my sag on my momma get her dag on
I wear my pants low, and my mom gets mad about it
Freeze my khaki's up and I'm gone
I iron my khaki pants and then I leave
You can stare all day but just don't step on my Blue Suede shoes
You can look at me all day, but don't mess up my expensive Blue Suede shoes
to get here I pay dues
I've worked hard to get to where I am today
BRRAOW BRAOW that's how my toolie sound
My gun makes a loud shooting sound like BRRAOW BRAOW
when I'm drinkin Hen with my rhymes straight blowin in the wind
When I drink Hennessy and rap, my rhymes are so good that they blow away like wind
And busters can't fade the Jayo Felony
No one can stop me, I am the great Jayo Felony
T-Funk from the family, smoke or dip with me
I am T-Funk from my family, you can smoke or dip tobacco with me
Bullet Locc's dedicated, faded, I straight made it
I am dedicated, and even when I'm high, I've still made it to where I am today
And drinkin Blue Note, on the yard they celebrated
I am drinking Blue Note wine, and people on the yard are partying and celebrating with me
I'm a why-see, I guess that's why the one-time is followin me
I am a white-C person, and that's why the police are following me
But I'm a MC, I laugh because there swallowin me
But I am an MC, and I laugh because they are trying to catch me but can't
But I just shake my head and say 'Damn!' (Ha ha)
But all I can do is shake my head and say 'Damn!' (with laughter)
'cause I'm just goin to the sto', to get some zoom zoom zoom and wam wams
Because I am just going to the store to buy some junk food and candy bars
I want to be like Donald Trump, not Willie Lump-Lump
I want to be rich and successful like Donald Trump, not a failure like Willie Lump-Lump
I put that on my set that I make everybody jump
I promise you that my performance will make everyone excited
Fool don't move until my ride hit the flo', word!
Don't move until I'm done performing, understood?
Boom booms in my rag '6-4
My lowrider car has loud speakers
That's how we roll, no time for the ying yang
That's how we do it, no time for nonsense
Dogs in my hood still bumpin fo' thangs
People in my neighborhood still listen to old-school hip-hop
It's me, the be-you-double L-E-T, better known as Felony
I am Bullet, also known as Felony
T-shirt and khakis that's how we're bailin, C/see
I wear T-shirts and khakis, that's how we dress around here, you see?
And I'm just tryin to keep my sanity
I am trying my best to stay sane in this crazy world
Make some of them ends, get a biz and help my family
I want to make some money, start a business, and help my family
Right, and just to let you know I don't care
Just so you know, I really don't care what you think
I'm still gon' get my sag on, there it is there
I will still wear my pants low, that's just how it is
You can't see me fool, I'm locced out
You can't criticize me, I'm determined and focused
Baseheads on the corner, bag and smoked out
People addicted to drugs are on the corner, holding bags and smoking
Askin for a gang of change and I say 'Damn!'
They are begging for lots of money and I can't believe it
All this drama, to get some zoom zooms and wam wams
All this commotion, just to buy some junk food
French braids and Stockton cap wit my hat cocked back
I have French braids, a Stockton cap, and I am wearing my hat backwards
Now I'ma lean into the side like Goldie the Mack
Now I am going to lean to the side, like Goldie the Mack in the movie 'The Mack'
Everybody that's incarcerated, hold your head high
If you're in jail, keep your head up
Hope that you see another sunny blue sky
I hope that one day you see the beautiful blue sky again
Females'll leave you stranded and I'ma let you know
Women will sometimes leave you hanging, and I want to let you know about it
She's made 'cause the Soul Glo won't make her hair grow
She is upset because the hair product 'Soul Glo' won't make her hair grow
Block on the phone, and ain't nobody home
She blocked me on her phone, and no one is answering
Her and some greasy fat fool rollin in the Brougham
She is in a car with some greasy fat guy, cruising in a fancy car
But you know how that go, so yo, toss em up high
You know the drill, so let's just raise our hands in the air
'cause in the South Beach streets it's do or die
Because in the streets of South Beach, it's a life or death situation
Wave em to the Eastside, yeah wave em to the West
Wave your hands to the East and to the West, let's party together
comin up with the bomb, no stress
Coming up with great music, without worry or stress
Guess and Master Jay makin funk tracks
Guess and Master Jay are making some funky tracks
So to the ol' school, I'ma bring the punks back
I am bringing back the old-school punk music
I listen to the flow and I just say 'Damn!'
I am enjoying the great rhythm of the music
As I'm rollin through the hood, to get some zoom zooms and wam wams
As I'm driving through the neighborhood, to buy some junk food and candy bars
Lyrics Β© Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ANTHONY K PEARYER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Wildman_64
Damn this track was and still is π₯π₯π₯π₯..!! 90's rap was one the best era's ππΎ
TraceOneInfinite2thaDome
One of the most bangin joints that many have never heard, one of the highlights of my summer 96 playlist
James Crowder
That Donald Trump line hit even harder back in 2016 to 2020πππππ―
William Flickinger
Me and my friends would play this soundtrack all day long. Jayo was always the shit!! Soundtrack is π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯
romero Anthony
damn 21 years,this still better than this garbage we get today.
a
Tell me a out it cant even hear it that new shit is lame now when i bang this with my 2 15zzzz in traffic youngsters look at me all wierd like im bumping garbage lol
OGGOAT_ _
Jayo back on streetv
Jack Barlow
Truth!
Raider Rey
U got that right!
Baltimore Z-Wad
West coast gangsta funk classic, it don't get no better than this. One of, if not his best song he ever did & that saying alot cuz he got a shit load of classics thru the years