歌曲 | Jump Jiggy |
歌手 | Lil Wayne |
专辑 | Lights Out |
作词 : Carter, Thomas | |
We gone make 'em: | |
[chorus 2x] | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
(verse 1) | |
I tell 'em no lie | |
I blow by wit the bentleys wit the o eyes | |
I low-ride, cuz these 20 inch rims just make it so hot | |
You know i, been had twinkie, look at the pinky | |
And the link be all the way down to the nuts, diamonds twinklin' | |
They think you need to stop they say it's not called for | |
It's such a small car for it cost more than a ballpark | |
See my life is high priced, a lot a room a lot a bling | |
My ice is like andrew dice "ba-da-boom, ba-da-bing" | |
I'm tryin' to see flying in a lamborghini | |
Wit your girl right beside me in a tan bikini | |
Cut the music down and tell her, "hey ya man's a weenie" | |
Plus i'm hot and got more iceberg than damn bananeeie | |
And i'm just a teenager and i make this dough | |
Pull out my bankcard and bill gates feel broke | |
And i keep it on a hush but i'm richer than normal | |
And a frost bit wrist, have me sniffin and coughin | |
[chorus 2x] | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
(verse 2) | |
You know, pistol on my side fully loaded | |
I drive slowly, wit televisions watching kobe | |
Pull over by some broad; make her hop right in a blow me | |
And suck a nigga drive, then its, "slut get out my ride" | |
Have you heard about, shorty be iceberged out | |
Got them birds real affordable, so get the word out | |
And you still can see the grill wit the lights burn out | |
Nothin' lil' about the wheels on my bright orange drop | |
I'm thuggin and pimped out, flossin and glissed out | |
Sit my arm in warm water, i'm thawin my wrist out | |
Got quarters in this house, ki's in that van, | |
Got ounces in her ride, and g's in that bag | |
Shhh, you hear that, here come weezy on his way in a platinum leer jet | |
We gamblin' nigga bet, bet nigga disrespect and he get dampled and wet | |
Whole goddamn family get trampled wit that | |
I make 'em: | |
[chorus 2x] | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
Alright i bounce for the 17 and jump for the grover | |
Just put tv's and bump in the rover | |
Slump the bitch over, cum on her shoulder | |
Bet i make the slut eat it up like yogurt | |
Wrists is ferocious, dick just bogus | |
Fuck a hoe watch she come back like a chorus | |
Life on ann deloris met her in a ??? | |
She like to snort coke, you should see the size of her nose is | |
We really the ones controllin', no choices | |
And we got guns and roses, rolls royces | |
Beefin' ain't fake, not to mention | |
All our rides are dubbed like blank tapes | |
I really think my jewelry and lights have somethin' in common | |
Cuz everytime you put them bitches on they start shinin' | |
The shit is mind blowin' | |
As a matter of fact i got a bitch that's mind blowin' | |
She give my head a blow job, i guess she's mind blowin' | |
[chorus 3 1/2x] | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive |
zuò cí : Carter, Thomas | |
We gone make ' em: | |
chorus 2x | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
verse 1 | |
I tell ' em no lie | |
I blow by wit the bentleys wit the o eyes | |
I lowride, cuz these 20 inch rims just make it so hot | |
You know i, been had twinkie, look at the pinky | |
And the link be all the way down to the nuts, diamonds twinklin' | |
They think you need to stop they say it' s not called for | |
It' s such a small car for it cost more than a ballpark | |
See my life is high priced, a lot a room a lot a bling | |
My ice is like andrew dice " badaboom, badabing" | |
I' m tryin' to see flying in a lamborghini | |
Wit your girl right beside me in a tan bikini | |
Cut the music down and tell her, " hey ya man' s a weenie" | |
Plus i' m hot and got more iceberg than damn bananeeie | |
And i' m just a teenager and i make this dough | |
Pull out my bankcard and bill gates feel broke | |
And i keep it on a hush but i' m richer than normal | |
And a frost bit wrist, have me sniffin and coughin | |
chorus 2x | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
verse 2 | |
You know, pistol on my side fully loaded | |
I drive slowly, wit televisions watching kobe | |
Pull over by some broad make her hop right in a blow me | |
And suck a nigga drive, then its, " slut get out my ride" | |
Have you heard about, shorty be iceberged out | |
Got them birds real affordable, so get the word out | |
And you still can see the grill wit the lights burn out | |
Nothin' lil' about the wheels on my bright orange drop | |
I' m thuggin and pimped out, flossin and glissed out | |
Sit my arm in warm water, i' m thawin my wrist out | |
Got quarters in this house, ki' s in that van, | |
Got ounces in her ride, and g' s in that bag | |
Shhh, you hear that, here come weezy on his way in a platinum leer jet | |
We gamblin' nigga bet, bet nigga disrespect and he get dampled and wet | |
Whole goddamn family get trampled wit that | |
I make ' em: | |
chorus 2x | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
Alright i bounce for the 17 and jump for the grover | |
Just put tv' s and bump in the rover | |
Slump the bitch over, cum on her shoulder | |
Bet i make the slut eat it up like yogurt | |
Wrists is ferocious, dick just bogus | |
Fuck a hoe watch she come back like a chorus | |
Life on ann deloris met her in a ??? | |
She like to snort coke, you should see the size of her nose is | |
We really the ones controllin', no choices | |
And we got guns and roses, rolls royces | |
Beefin' ain' t fake, not to mention | |
All our rides are dubbed like blank tapes | |
I really think my jewelry and lights have somethin' in common | |
Cuz everytime you put them bitches on they start shinin' | |
The shit is mind blowin' | |
As a matter of fact i got a bitch that' s mind blowin' | |
She give my head a blow job, i guess she' s mind blowin' | |
chorus 3 1 2x | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive | |
Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump | |
Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive |