Jump lyrics

by

Mystikal


[Intro]
(*Mystikal's human door opening*)
Poof, oh no not you, f*ckin right b*tch
Uhh, what uhh poof, f*ck, jump round jump
C'mon jump, jump, jump round, jump jump

[Verse 1: Mystikal]
I ain't got no mo ass left b*tch I rapped it off
You just ain't gonna have no more head after I snatch it off
What in the f*ck is you thinkin?
You can't do sh*t if you stankin!!!
Keep on thankin if I say it then it's done
I give a f*ck what you bringin
Cuz my di*k still gon' be swingin
You here those f*ckin choppers cuttin n*ggas, run n*gga!!!
Hike n*gga, hut one, n*gga want some?!
Ain't nuttin to f*ck ya up, representin where I come from
Fronts and brown blunts, you oughta get down some
Recognize a f*ckin killa when you be around 'em
Valiums and speed but we don't do weed
Steroids and alcohol, still a f*ckin athlete
c*ck strong with my jock strap on with the time clock
Bout to run the rock home
Yo' ace boom coon in the hole in the clutch
In the pocket on the field, without gettin touched!!!!
[Hook x2]
Uh oh here I come, here I go,uh oh, jump round jump!!!
Watcha wanna do?!
Watcha gonna do?!
Let me know girl, jump, jump!!!

[Verse 2: Mystikal]
You get tackled by the style I'm usin
I got all of my adversaries cruisin for a brusin with contusions
Cuts and lacerations, broken bones, and open sores
Ripped spleens, sprained ankles, and broken nose
I'mma bust the microphones I rip on
I step on the stage and get my grip on
That's when you get stiff armed
It's on and I'm the sh*t homes!!!!
I f*cked around and lost count of b*tches I put the di*k on
My alter-ego and its cool when I talk to P
They f*ckin call me the home-town hero
I'm the center of attention, topic of the discussion
It's understood they already know without me sayin nothin
It's been like that since these n*ggas been down here wearin badges
I'm off the heezy, I'm the reason for this pimp rap!!
So stuck on myself sometimes it's like I ain't got no mind
I say f*ck it dawg and go for the crowd like the goal line!!

[Hook]
[Verse 3: Mystikal]
n*gga you just like ten yards, always the first down
Be the first motherf*cker off the bus but be the last n*gga to clown
Ol' sometime ass n*gga ol' fake regular regular
Everyday common-ass no drama-ass n*gga
I keep these n*ggas sippin on super di*k and advil
Punishin they motherf*ckin ass and keepin it dat real
Ain't nothin you can do to keep a n*gga off the score board
It's fourth and four - f*ckIN RIGHT I'm GOIN FORWARD!

[Hook x4]

Jump, round, jump
Jump, Jump
Jump, round, jump
Watcha wanna do?!
Watcha gonna do?!
LET ME KNOW GIRL, JUMP, JUMP!!!
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