Jump (Remix) lyrics

by

JAY-Z


[Hook: Que]
Still the same n*gga from the jump (From the jump)
Too much money ain’t no such thing as enough (No)
You already knew what it was from the jump (From the jump)
Told you what it was from the jump
Please don’t pull up if don't you wanna f*ck
From the jump, from the jump
Still the same old n*gga from the jump (Same n*gga)
From the jump, from the jump
Told you what it was from the jump
From the jump, from the jump
Still running with the same n*ggas from the jump (Same n*ggas)
From the jump, from the jump
Only thing different is the b*tches from the jump

[Verse 1: Trae]
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[Hook: Que]
Still the same n*gga from the jump (From the jump)
Too much money ain’t no such thing as enough (No)
You already knew what it was from the jump (From the jump)
Told you what it was from the jump
Please don’t pull up if don't you wanna f*ck
From the jump, from the jump
Still the same old n*gga from the jump (Same n*gga)
From the jump, from the jump
Told you what it was from the jump
From the jump, from the jump
Still running with the same n*ggas from the jump (Same n*ggas)
From the jump, from the jump
Only thing different is the b*tches from the jump

[Verse 2: Trae]
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[Verse 3: Que]
Ay, since jump street I been in jump man (New J's)
Four chains on, bet I won't tuck now (No sir)
Jump stupid, I’mma have to kill my gun man (Brrp)
Creep into your crib late at night like BruhMan (Shh..)
And shout to your b*tch, she a jump off
Had her at the spot last night playing jump ball (Doin' what?)
Talkin to her while I'm bussin like I'm Bryant Pumper
Young rich n*gga, in the field, shootin jumpers
Big-face hunneds I'mma thumb through
Til their mind blown out your jump suit
Tell the chopper make the whole block jump too
Like Kris Kross, get knocked off playin wit the big dogs
For the guap n*ggas cut throat
They don’t really give a f*ck though
They'll run up in your spot, hot, lookin for the blocks
And tie your ass up with a jump rope

[Hook: Que]
Still the same n*gga from the jump (From the jump)
Too much money ain’t no such thing as enough (No)
You already knew what it was from the jump (From the jump)
Told you what it was from the jump
Please don’t pull up if don't you wanna f*ck
From the jump, from the jump
Still the same old n*gga from the jump (Same n*gga)
From the jump, from the jump
Told you what it was from the jump
From the jump, from the jump
Still running with the same n*ggas from the jump (Same n*ggas)
From the jump, from the jump
Only thing different is the b*tches from the jump

[Verse 4: Que]
Still the same n*gga from the jump
Still riding around with the pump
Still hot as f*ck
First I wasn't eatin, now a n*gga full as f*ck
Same old n*gga wit a get money gut (Ya dig?)
Same young n*gga (Doin what?)
Runnin round with drug dealers (Doin what?)
In the mix with real killers (Who you?)
Young rich n*gga might pull up in a Fisker (Errr..)
Til we made it out the bottom
Polka dot pistol
Man, I hate to red dot 'em
One shot 'em
Scope on the chopper
n*gga better play possum
Oh sh*t, uh oh, man down, young chapo
All the same sh*t from the jump
Young n*gga made a mill off of humps
(Scrap, what it do n*gga?)
And I’m still on the grind
Still skip the line
Walking in the club with the baby nine

[Hook: Que]
Still the same n*gga from the jump (From the jump)
Too much money ain’t no such thing as enough (No)
You already knew what it was from the jump (From the jump)
Told you what it was from the jump
Please don’t pull up if don't you wanna f*ck
From the jump, from the jump
Still the same old n*gga from the jump (Same n*gga)
From the jump, from the jump
Told you what it was from the jump
From the jump, from the jump
Still running with the same n*ggas from the jump (Same n*ggas)
From the jump, from the jump
Only thing different is the b*tches from the jump

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