Jump Ta This

Jump ta this (jump ta this)

Jump ta this (jump ta this)

Jump ta this (jump ta this)

Who can make 'em jump?

We slid into the party at about ten

Order Hennessey, my dogs 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 checking me out

But a fine white dandy with her tongue our her mouth

Is straight manage, ain't hold nothing 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 nothing wrong with getting it on if you know what I mean

And staying down for the winning team

So I kick some conversation to that ass real quick

From beginning 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 'em make jump to this

I can make 'em jump

Who can 'em make jump to this

Can you make 'em jump

Who can make 'em jump to this

We can make 'em jump

Who can make 'em jump

Well jump bitch

We still up in the party laying low

Wonder why them trick sick **** 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 giving 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 grooving to the music, well let's get it on (it's all good)

Player haters in the cut on the prowl

Trying 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 popping like that

Now she's caught up on this **** Wayniac

Now

Who can 'em make jump to this

I can make 'em jump

Who can 'em make jump to this

Can you make 'em jump

Who can make 'em jump to this

We can make 'em jump

Who can make 'em jump

Well jump bitch

Okay, the club is outta clothes mo'

Hoes is froze, looking for the one got chose

**** outside posted up, bumping the beat sucker written on their face

'Cause you know their going 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 blowing, they don't be known 'bout the Twinz

Still on the mission stacking 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

Eastside born and raised, Wayniac flip the page

So you know it ain't no half stepping

When it comes to shooting game, ain't no second guessing

Recognize how we roll, 'cause we roll thick

It don't stop, G-Funk Era with another hit trick

Now

Who can 'em make jump to this

I can make 'em jump

Who can 'em make jump to this

Can you make 'em jump

Who can make 'em jump to this

We can make 'em jump

Who can make 'em jump

Well jump bitch

Who can 'em make jump to this

I can make 'em jump

Who can 'em make jump to this

Can you make 'em jump

Who can make 'em jump to this

We can make 'em jump

Who can make 'em jump

Well jump