Intro

(Jeremih, Jeremih...)

Oh, shit, here he go
Jeremih, Jeremih, oh, nigga
Baby, I knew, I knew it
Was gonna be a good concert
But, uh, let me get somethin' to eat
I'll be right back
This young fella is the shit
I wish my son had this, this nigga

This nigga got style, profile
And the hoes to match, oh, my nigga
(Can I help you?)
Yeah, uh, can I get two orders of ribs?
(Okay)
An RSC and some Nachos, Cheese, meat
Extra peppers
(Okay)

Extra peppers
(Alright)
Thank you
That's will be $27.50
27, what? (27 figures)
This nigga got too much
Money to be chargin' this God dern
Alright, alright, alright

Drop it in with, drop it in it, drop it in with
Nigga, this, this is the concert of the year
What, what, what, come on now
You gotta let it
Jeremih, Jeremih, Jeremih, Jeremih, Jeremih

Oh, baby, I know I'ma get some ass tonight
I'm headin' to the Jeremih concert



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy P. Felton, David Lamar Ewing
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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