Jumpin’ Up lyrics

by

Killer Mike


[Chorus: 8Ball]
I'll be jumpin' up in that pus*y (x4)
I'll be bottle slammin' that pus*y
I'll be wazy deep in that pus*y
I'll be slam dunkin' that pus*y
I'll be drive kickin' that pus*y

[Verse 1: 8Ball]
Took my time in that pus*y
Just rhyme 'bout that pus*y
Quipped up with lil' mama and got deep off in that pus*y
She text me photos with her fingers all in that pus*y
On Skype, late at night, she be playin' all in that pus*y
As good as it is I'll be getting' tired of that pus*y
4 AM and I'm horny, now I'm inside of that pus*y
When we first met she was fingering the pus*y
Now when alone she just had to jump on top of me
Yea I love to put my tongue all in that pus*y
She'll be plyin' here, whine like a n*gga put a bomb all in that pus*y
Bet n*gga you would like, don't know what you'd do with that pus*y
That's right, you know my name, I'll be jumpin' up in that pus*y

[Chorus: 8Ball]
I'll be jumpin' up in that pus*y (x4)
I'll be bottle slammin' that pus*y
I'll be wazy deep in that pus*y
I'll be slam dunkin' that pus*y
I'll be drive kickin' that pus*y
[Verse 2: Bhav]
Man I'm hard on these hoes
I put pressure on their pus*y
I'm goin' out to get famous, got no time for bein' mushy
She wish we could spend time, wish we could whine it down
Check the real reality like b*tch you ain't no friend of mine
Dirty world, cold game
Dirty girl, her code name
She puts some ice off in her mouth
And say she had a cold break
Chillin' in the Hawaii
f*ck 'em with them cush pipes
Where the trip go truckage up
Put her fat ass in this thang
In the small waist and two face
Cook the b*tch all over the place
I beat the pus*y so damn bad
I swear I damn they called the case
Yea they call me B-Hav but that don't mean I act right
I leave a bad b*tch pus*y slay
And probably won't come back twice

[Chorus: 8Ball]
I'll be jumpin' up in that pus*y (x4)
I'll be bottle slammin' that pus*y
I'll be wazy deep in that pus*y
I'll be slam dunkin' that pus*y
I'll be drive kickin' that pus*y
[Verse 3: 2 Deep]
I'll be jumpin' up in that pus*y like I'm Earl Jordan on the trampoline
Man I hit her fast when I'm drunk, f*ck her slow when I'm on that promethazine
And one thing about pus*y, I don't ax for it, don't need it
Don't love it, don't trust it, I sell it, believe it
Now this here is easy
Beat a bad b*tch with her best friend
Get a hotel and some champagne
And show them why I'm a legend
Pushin' up in that pus*y
She like n*gga you on steroids?
Screaming at me, don't stop
Thank you Jesus, oh lord
I deserve an award, yea yea I'm a wanted man
She robbed the bank for this di*k
And brought me back a hundred grand
About to f*ck you on another stand, I swear I put my game on
And I jumped up in that pus*y
Jumped out and I left my name on

[Chorus: 8Ball]
I'll be jumpin' up in that pus*y (x4)
I'll be bottle slammin' that pus*y
I'll be wazy deep in that pus*y
I'll be slam dunkin' that pus*y
I'll be drive kickin' that pus*y
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