Tyson - Jump Off lyrics
rate me[Hook]
I hop in the Rarri, then I find me a Barbie
And I slide to the party, and I’ma leave it to molly
I got your girl on the kush, gave her friends a bush
She playing it rough and she jumping it high
I get your bitch jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
I get your bitch jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
I get your bitch jump off
City in the building, live a fast life
Green like the army, whipping rarries with the glass pipes
I got them fast cars, and them bad broads
We 50 deep guzzle everything gas hard
I ride around and I’m getting it
You talk about I’m living it
I got your girl up on my arm
She down to fuck and I’m hitting it
I got my Jimmi Chius, check
Gucci shades, check
I’m a number one stunner and my pockets stay fat
I’m mister big bank, big money, big dog, swag fresh
Look at me I’m turnt up
80karats on my name, now that’s a chain
I got your chick with, I got the game locked
So tell me what’s next, come up!
[Hook]
I hop in the Rarri, then I find me a Barbie
And I slide to the party, and I’ma leave it to molly
I got your girl on the kush, gave her friends a bush
She playing it rough and she jumping it high
I get your bitch jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
I get your bitch jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
I get your bitch jump off, you ok?
I’ve been swooping through the club
I’m in the car twisting up the buzz
You might catch me fucking with your doll
I’m dranking on the liquor ...turn up
Call me bujy, I’m tapping the booty
I still being Gucci, but my denim I’m true with
Your girl all on me, cause she digging my swag
It’s 18 hundred, ...still on the tab
It’s black on black, then I hop in the jag
Persona on summer, I got you looking all mad
She just want pleasure, mister merlot I bless her
I lay in the bed but now we jump in the dresser
I get your bitch jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
I get your bitch jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
I get your bitch jump off, you ok?
Meat scrapping city, money everywhere
I told her bust it open, now she everywhere
On some dollars take off, baby you talking to the boss
I push it to the limit, call me rick ross
G’s up, twisting purple trees up
We on the top floor with our feet kicked up
Let’s go up little scrappy, we hit into the block
When I hit my nigga city, we reel up on the stunts
From texas to little rock, we hitting back to the A
The magic city boy we in the every other day
Hit the door with at least 50k
We blow that shit, baby we didn’t come to play
[Hook]
I hop in the Rarri, then I find me a Barbie
And I slide to the party, and I’ma leave it to molly
I got your girl on the kush, gave her friends a bush
She playing it rough and she jumping it high
I get your bitch jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
I get your bitch jump off, jump off, jump off, jump off
I get your bitch jump off, you ok?
