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lirik lagu jump – savagerealm

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[intro]
f-ck, alright, so friends
honestly, would you date a dyk-?
(no) why n-gga?
dyk-s is the best of both worlds n-gga, no h0m-
(would you date young m.a?) h-ll nah
but a dyk- is straight
they got the muscles and the t-tties bro, foreal foreal
n-gga, look, handjobs finna be crazy n-gga
them swole -ss arms bro

[verse 1]
lil’ d-ck
run to the money, you n-ggas is funny
these b-tches don’t run me
jump in like bunny, finesse on your granny
i don’t need a grammy, she don’t need a plan b
just hate on my f-nny pack, don’t got a daddy pack
macho like randy pack, phantom like danny pack
just tryna sit on a hundred racks
hand her a twenty and give me a hundred bags
stretch like a bungee bag
watch how i flip it like burgers, no beef in those burgers
stack pennies, don’t drink no henny
my income is steady, my n-ggas stay ready
try me and get petty, you b-tches use botox
stay concentrated like clorox
rockin’ new crocs with my gold socks
ham in a gold box, n-ggas was trappin’ them box tops
n-ggas just mad ’cause my flow pops

[hook]
jump, jump, jump, jump (lil’ d-ck)
jump, jump, jump, jump (sh-t)
jump (b-tch), jump, jump, jump
jump, jump, jump, jump
jump, jump, jump, jump (lil’ d-ck)
jump, jump, jump, jump (sh-t)
jump (b-tch), jump, jump, jump
jump, jump, jump, jump

[verse 2]
slap on that b-tch with the benjamins
might have to cleanse ya’, since style too fire like it’s vetements
give me the settlements
sick like ebola, drink that coca-cola
rap like a fruit roll-up, these n-ggas like hol’ up
shoot to the top and its no luck, n-ggas is so buck
try me, i swear i give no f-cks
b-tches is sewed up, flex on the gram with them old bucks
stack up the blue cheese, i’m feelin’ the cool breeze
i’m tryna see 4g, tickle your ankles now hoe please
y’all n-gga know me, d-ck is small lowkey
need a madonna, i run up ’em commas
i bought me a llama, i’m lyin’ no llama, miss me with that drama
been laggin’, osama, she packin’ three hunna’
i don’t got no gun and she throw me them burners

[hook]
jump, jump, jump, jump (lil’ d-ck)
jump, jump, jump, jump (sh-t)
jump (b-tch), jump, jump, jump
jump, jump, jump, jump
jump, jump, jump, jump (lil’ d-ck)
jump, jump, jump, jump (sh-t)
jump (b-tch), jump, jump, jump
jump, jump, jump, jump

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