Lud Foe - Jumping (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lud Foe - Jumping (en) Lyrics
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Fuck nigga ditched me, I'ma show
'em how he did (Boom-boom-boom)
Pu- pussy-ass nigga shouldn't have
said what he said (Gang, gang)
Money in the couch, pistol
underneath the bed (Gang)
You can keep your legs 'cause I'm aimin'
at your head (Boom-boom-boom)
He say he want beef, alright,
cool, 'nuff said (Be cool)
Now he ain't been at the house for
a week 'cause he scared (Scared)
You pull up with banana clips,
peel a nigga head
No- no more monkeys jumpin'
on the bed (What?)
Got the candy-apple thang
painted lollipop red
Treat my dick like it's a sucker,
she got lollipop head
Fu- fuck the pigs, can't share,
no cooperation with the feds
Take a pussy nigga on the roof
and throw him off the edge
Tryna play me like a
ho, that's a no-no
I'm YCN, bitch, I know you
see the logo (Gang)
I'm Iron Giant, make me hit you
with the robo (B-r-r-rap)
Say you get money, but you ain't
got shit to show fo' (Show fo')
You at the strip club and you
ain't throwin' no dough
I'm Mike Tyson, hit the
Pyrex with an elbow
I need a duffel bag, bitch,
I'm talkin' real dough
She suck my dick with her friend,
she a real ho (She a real ho)
When I'm done with that pussy,
I leave it real sore
My rims big, so I hit
the corner real slow
How you a trapper? You can't
even read the scale, though
I'm rappin', but I still got that shit
for sale, though (Sale, though)
We ride in the latest whips
with extended clips
Fo- forty with the rubber
grip hangin' off my hip
Ba- bad redbone rollin'
Cookies out the zip
And she don't even drink, I got
her tipsy off a sip (What?)
Bo- board the private jet 'cause
I gotta take a trip (Gone)
Seven six-twos hit his
car and made it flip
I ain't gotta spit game, but
I'm soundin' like a pimp
I ain't even know her name, but
I fucked her off the rip
This drunk-ass nigga actin'
like he wanna trip (Gang)
He talkin' out his neck, so I'm aimin'
at his lips (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
Ba- Balmain jeans and these
bitches cost a grip (Why?)
I'm fresher than a bitch, you will
drown off the drip (Drip)
I fall up in the club, make the
valet park the whip (Skrt)
I know your shit rented, you
ain't even got the slip
Bitch, I'm cool with the Bloods and I'm
cool with the Crips (Gang, gang)
I pull up to the strip, get
my chips and I dip, bitch
No- no more monkeys jumpin' on
the bed (Jumpin' on the bed)
No- no more monkeys jumpin' on the bed
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