Jumpin

Let's get it jumpin'
In my whip it's a party for two
Girl tell me something
You got a friend?
'Cause we can make room

Let's get it popping
I don't need to know if you're the one
Y'all can just hop in
Don't need to be in love to make some

She got the braids that seem to rest up on that ass cheek
Flashy, but take my jewelry off on when I get clappy
Nasty, still hit it from the back with a bad knee
Make that thing pop like you starting up a track meet
That's tacky

Too much sauce, white shirt with the stain on it
500 horsepower, need the reigns on it
Her neck was looking bare she put my name on it
Shit, mine was too, I put a chain on it

Sorry coach, I know you always told me box out
Well the box in now but I'm still balling out
And they tried to box me in but shit, I made my sound
And I made it loud

Now I'm not one for the conversation
'Cause of time it taking
From things we making
Games we playing
I'm so faded
She so shameless
We so jaded to these hearts we breaking

Let's get it jumpin'
In my whip it's a party for two
Girl tell me something
You got a friend?
'Cause we can make room

Let's get it popping
I don't need to know if you're the one
Y'all can just hop in
Don't need to be in love to make some

Lil' coupe with the big brain
Took a pill in the cut and now I'm feeling strange
I said "I like girls," said she feel the same
We could bring them all together shit I'm just saying

Lil' coupe with the big rims
She said "What's your name?"
You can call me him
I said "Where you from and where the hell you been?"
And
Could you b-b-back it up and do it again?

Always been in love with sweet action
Sweet talk to me with that accent
If I met the girl it happened
Showed me her friend, chain reaction
Then she brought her friend, keep adding
Gnashing her teeth out of passion
I heard that no clothes the fashion
Hot box the whip with no gas in