Jump lyrics

[Intro: OMB Peezy]
(Ike, this sh*t crazy)
I make that b*tch jump, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her (Ayo, Jee, you did it again)
I make that b*tch jump, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her
I make that b*tch—
Look

[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
I know one thing, I'll never go out like no lame and none of these pus*y-ass n*ggas'll never try me like no ho n*gga
Whip out that flame, he probably think you playin' games, I think you is too, pus*y, what you waitin' for? Blow, n*gga
Dump her, kickdoor, better hit the floor, n*gga
Jump her if it's smoke, better not say no more, n*gga
Jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her
I make that b*tch—

[Verse 1: OMB Peezy]
Jump
Like, early morning, stand over you, f*ck it
Did my job, rap what I want, I'm controllin' my suffering
Hold bubbly in the cup for the b*tch that I'm f*cking
A lil' bit too 'cause I know that champagne make her feel like touching
Take what? Jump, n*gga
Had to bake somethin', it's done, n*gga
Fully chop, you can't run, n*gga
They got away, we killed one n*gga
I done heard a lot of lies, but I'll never tell you one, n*gga
She interested in a young n*gga
She wanna take me to lunch with her
Look, oh, now Peezy, what you want for Christmas? I just want more money
Oh, now Peezy, how that ice feel? It got my nose running
Cold as f*ck, you think I'm retarded 'cause you don't know nothing
Finessin' hot, got me in jail, got out of hell and knocked a snow bunny, yeah
[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Look, I know one thing, I'll never go out like no lame and none of these pus*y-ass n*ggas'll never try me like no ho n*gga
Whip out that flame, he probably think you playin' games, I think you is too, pus*y, what you waitin' for? Blow, n*gga
Dump her, kickdoor, better hit the floor, n*gga
Jump her if it's smoke, better not say no more, n*gga
Jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her
I make that b*tch—

[Verse 2: JDot Breezy]
Jump
n*gga boot and watch how I shoot (Yeah)
I'll turn a n*gga to bag head, in a split second, he poof
Built an army for this sh*t, we got them hats, what you wanna do?
We not the pickin' type, we knock off anybody in your crew (n*gga)
Put the SRT in sport, if it's a chase, we gon' get loose
30k, you wanna get paid, go knock one down, lace up your boots
Broad day, we out on feet, hop out the whips and dog you
I'm dream chasing for a mill', sh*t, I just hope it fall through (I just hope it fall through)
Anything get in my way, I let my contract killer loose (Let my contract killer loose)
I bagged the last n*gga, so what the f*ck you think I'll do to you?
Like I'm from Houston, pull up swingin' in the 'vert, might drop the roof (Swerve)
Got thirty-two inside the clip, Uzi collab' with Jones-Drew

[Chorus: OMB Peezy]
Look, I know one thing, I'll never go out like no lame and none of these pus*y-ass n*ggas'll never try me like no ho n*gga
Whip out that flame, he probably think you playin' games, I think you is too, pus*y, what you waitin' for? Blow, n*gga
Dump her, kickdoor, better hit the floor, n*gga
Jump her if it's smoke, better not say no more, n*gga
Jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her, jump her
I make that b*tch—