Jump ta this, jump ta this
Jump ta this, who can make 'em jump?
We slid into the party at about ten
Order Hennessy, my dog's on juice and gin
We found a spot in the cut
Baby girl, with the jeans got a gang of butt
(Goddamn)
So she gets the thumbs up, no doubt that she's checkin' me out
But a fine white dandy with her tongue out her mouth
Is straight manage, ain't hold nothin' back
If her man's in the house I know he's mad for that
Or she's with her mother too with a skirt on
(Why's that?)
So we can get our flirt on
'Cause ain't nothin' wrong with getting' it on
If you know what I mean
An stayin' down for the winning team
So I kick some conversation to that ass real quick
From beginnin' to end she stayed right on my tip
It's a trip, I might have to fuck tonight, psyche
I'd rather stay as high as a kite, now ask me
Who can make jump ta this? I can make 'em jump
Who can make jump ta this? Can you make 'em jump?
Who can make jump ta this? We can make 'em jump
Who can make 'em jump? Well, jump bitch
We still up in the party layin' low
Wonder why them trick sick niggaz playin' hoe
(I know)
They still on the simp mode, ya shoulda asked tha Twinz
'Cause they be on the real shit instead, instead of givin' ends
Now first things first, who's the bait for the night?
We still trump tight and can't be faded by the hype
Might be in the clouds from the herb, don't trip
I'm like the Locc, stay in focus when it's time to dip
Grab my drink and it's on
(Yeah)
I see ya groovin' to the music, well, let's get it on
(It's all good)
Playa hataz in the cut on the prowl
Tryin' to find a way to put some shit in my style
But I'll, just keep it on the D-L
I don't never put in work when it's time to bell
(Oh, well)
Shoulda knew it wasn't poppin' like that
Now she's caught up on this nigga, Wayniac, now
Who can make jump ta this? I can make 'em jump
Who can make jump ta this? Can you make 'em jump
Who can make jump ta this? We can make 'em jump
Who can make 'em jump? Well, jump bitch
At a club is outta clothes mo [unverified]
Hoes is froze, lookin' for the one got chose
Niggaz outside posted up, bumpin' the beat
Sucka written on they face 'cause you know they goin' trip
It gets deeper peep, I got the whole world up
Conversation blew her mind, now she's all shook up
You know the time, mind blowin'
They don't be knowin' 'bout the Twinz
Still on the mission stackin' ends
(Hold up)
No time for the bullshit, who is the bigger pimp?
Station myself away from the mother simps
'Cause I got game, straight game
East side born and raised, Wayniac flip the page
So you know it, ain't no half steppin'
When it comes to shootin' game, ain't no second guessin'
Recognize how we roll 'cause we roll thick
It don't stop, G-Funk Era with another hit trick, now
Who can make jump ta this? I can make 'em jump
Who can make jump ta this? Can you make 'em jump?
Who can make jump ta this? We can make 'em jump
Who can make 'em jump? Well, jump bitch
Who can make jump ta this? I can make 'em jump
Who can make jump ta this? Can you make 'em jump?
Who can make jump ta this? We can make 'em jump
Who can make 'em jump? Well, jump bitch

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