Jump Lyrics

Just jump from my dick bitches

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Put your hands in the air feel my vibration

Now get up on the floor and shake that thing up on your waist bitch

Metaphors are comin' at you like a flyin' spaceship

I gotta pace shit, (Don't) gotta lot of patience

For other rappers now I'm back up on my Mase shit

Tryin' to see my name up on a blimp, I'm gonna to make hits

It makes sense, I know I got you anxious

I ain't shit that's what they always say it's

Crazy how I've been on my grind every since 86

Rapping out the womb got me feeling ancient

My brain's sick, yo I must've swallowed paint chips

Could be marijuana because my mind ain't been the same since

I don't really wanna but i gotta bring you great shit

Laced quick, kinda like a K-Swiss

I stay fit, you be kinda basic

I got 7:30 on a beat and make ya date flip

Take it back to the crib put it in her rib

She be like how you live so primitive

I don't really give a shit no fucks to give

You just sucked my dick and now you gotta live with it

Cruisin' through the city with my snap back back

And I got a couple 40's in my black back pack

With my rat pack lookin' mad smacked tryin' to act

Normal even though we went and drank half that jack

So let me just tap that ass, baby girl

Let me come through and just tap that fast

On a fast track leave a fast rap through ya cap

Even though you think I'm wack you let me have that dap

Now let me have that back, about to rip the mic like you blast that cap like braht braht braht braht

Metaphors are comin' at you at the speed of light

My weed is tight, it taught me how to read and write

Anytime I'm gettin heated quick I'm gunna need a mic

You thinkin' you bumpin' you don't even got mosquito bites

I need a bike either that or need a swipe

I beat it right anytime she call and need the pipe

Leave her tight, blowin' up my phone like "Is he all right?"

"He was just at my crib smokin' all my weed last night"

Yea my nickname's Asshole, I spit game and I'm fuckin' up your cash flow

She know my name but never get the last though

She just want the dick and so I whip it like a "Lasso"

Pass go collect my two hundred bills

Monopolizin' these woman the rules don't appeal

I mean apply or either one, I'm either high or either drunk

Son I beat it like I beat a drum

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump back up in it, all these other rappers wanna act so timid

Get another blunt and put some bath salts in it

Even if I'm high you wouldn't last one minute, son my raps infinite, I'm gone

Everybody knows the style I'm on, C-Nature bout' to drop the fuckin lyrical bomb

Takin' over the track like Genghis Khan, hit you wit the single syllable rap it's still gone'

Sound like I used so many syllables to kill ya crew, it's like I used every word that's available

That's up in my vocabulary slappin' every rapper that's my advesary

Every time they put they money down it leave me fat and heavy

But I always hold the battle steady, talk about you had the illest rhymes but never had 'em ready

But I'm hungry as a mother fucker I don't have a penny

I'm comin' for the top I thought I told you that already bitch

I told you that already bitch

I told you that already bitch, so get the fuck up my face, fore I pop you wit a clip BRAHT