Jump
[Verse 1]
Bitch I’m not gaming I'm making the rules
If you wanna play then go play with your babies
I cannot swim but I'm making a pool
I fill it with money and beautiful ladies
Say that she thinking bout making a move
I tell her just do it I promise you'll thank me
Bitch I’m a dog so when I bite
You better go get a checkup for rabies
I'm in a league of my own
Had to go and build a team on my own
Baby it only makes sense
I fall asleep and I dream on my own
I got that dope shit you smoke it
You snort it and then you'll be fiendin' for more
I kill that pussy then wear it out
PETA throw paint on my clothes
Say she a fan of the rap
I got her hippin’ and hoppin’ on cock
I'm playin' S-O-A-D
She gonna love when I givе her the rock
Hoe I’m likе Mike Jack
As soon as I beat it that shit gonna pop
I am a classical pimp
If she ain’t gon' break then I'm giving her Bach
Give me my money or I’m getting mean
Imma start cursing and causing a scene
Not with the hoopla when I get to bombin'
Then I'm gonna oorah like I'm a Marine
I'm in her pocket like sides of the jeans
Pussy in lap baby I got the keys
Trust if I see that you stopping these G’s
Ima get ugly like I gotta sneeze
[Chorus]
I got a feeling
I’m gonna listen
I’m gonna take it
I’m gonna lift it
I make it jump
I make it jump
I make it jump
I make it jump
I got a feeling
I’m gonna listen
I’m gonna take it
I’m gonna lift it
I make it jump
I make it jump
I make it jump
I make it jump
[Verse 2]
I'm on her mammaries and in her memory
She gonna have to remember me
It's in the middle of August
But I am so cold that its feeling Decembery
Watch how I flex admire the muscle
But you ain't gon' hit up the gym with me
You take a look at the weight that I'm lifting
You thinkin' it's prolly like ten of me
Niggas scared now
I got waves like the hair style
And my hoes stay up for me
They only lettin' they hair down
Ballin' out like NAIR now
I take flight not the stairs now
I got excited when I met Common
But being starstruck is rare now
I throw these bars up in the air
And get to swinging from 'em like a trapeze
I don't never save no hoes
All that hero shit died with Stan Lee
Imma kill-monger like Micheal B
The rap shit is my wife to be
And I devour every single beat
Like it's the only thing that I like to eat
Pretty bitch it's nice to meet you
Mean girl but she nice to me uh
She see all this slick shit
Coming out my ass like diarrhea
Run these broads man I’m R&B’d up
Gucci on the bull I'm two G’d up
Put some cold game on yo brain
Then watch yo face while yo head freeze up
[Chorus]
I got a feeling
I’m gonna listen
I’m gonna take it
I’m gonna lift it
I make it jump
I make it jump
I make it jump
I make it jump
I got a feeling
I’m gonna listen
I’m gonna take it
I’m gonna lift it
I make it jump
I make it jump
I make it jump
I make it jump