Jump

Yeah
Everybody, from the back to the front
Go all out, put ya hands up
Get the fuck up out ya seat, stand up
If you really fucking with it, I need you to just

Jay
Lemme just hop right in
Lemme tell y'all where the fuck I've been
Every time I touch a mic, shit turns gold
I'm not clothes so I will not fold
Oh
Lemme give y'all one more
You can feel this shit from ya head to ya toes
Get down on the dance floor
Go out, live life, have a blast and more
Woah
Everybody stop when I step
Girl do you dance then rock to the left
Then rock to the right
I'm in love with the sight
I'll be out later, you should come through tonight
And I might just be
In the studio, that's where I feel free
I had to just jump on this muthafucking beat
Had to be me
This shit lit so I had to come with it, nigga

Yeah
Everybody, from the back to the front
Go all out, put ya hands up
Get the fuck up out ya seat, stand up
If you really fucking with it, I need you to just jump
Everybody, from the back to the front
Go all out, put ya hands up
Get the fuck up out ya seat, stand up
If you really fucking with it, I need you to just jump

Sup girl, bet you knew by now
I'm so sick with it, how I put shit down
Big Jay, nigga
No I don't play, nigga
And you can't stop me so get out the way nigga
I was gone for a minute but I'm coming back
Let my boy hear a song, yeah he loving that
Spit a freestyle, now these niggas going wild
Spicy with my shit, nigga I don't do mild
Saying I don't got it, dawg you just rambling
That shits outta pocket like a QB scrambling
We swing for the fences, fuck a base hit
I'm gon be here forever, fuck a makeshift
Going for the top cuz the top where the prize at
They go slow, i speed it up like a time lapse
Not gon stop till my heart rate drops
They looking for a key cuz I got this on lock

Yeah
Everybody, from the back to the front
Go all out, put ya hands up
Get the fuck up out ya seat, stand up
If you really fucking with it, I need you to just jump
Everybody, from the back to the front
Go all out, put ya hands up
Get the fuck up out ya seat, stand up
If you really fucking with it, I need you to just jump

That night I was up in the stu
That chick came along and she brought her friends too
They said, so Jay what we bouta get to?
Said I'm bouta record, I don't know about you
So they kicked back while I spit tracks off top
I don't smoke so there wasn't drugs in the spot
I laced like seven records, they was so heat
They was in the background tapping they feet
They was singing along, they 'ready knew the words
But I couldn't help but stare at her curves
She was moving and she was groving
She said it's getting late, man what we doing
I said I can't stay, got a show in the morn'
You should come through, bring ya friends they adore me
Next day it was go time, show time
So I grabbed the mic, set it off right, I said

Yeah
Everybody from the back to the front
Go all out, put ya hands up
Get the fuck up out ya seat, stand up
If you really fucking with it, I need you to just jump
Everybody, from the back to the front
Go all out, put ya hands up
Get the fuck up out ya seat, stand up
If you really fucking with it, I need you to just jump

Yeah
Everybody from the back to the front
Go all out, put ya hands up
Get the fuck up out ya seat, stand up
If you really fucking with it, I need you to just jump
Everybody, from the back to the front
Go all out, put ya hands up
Get the fuck up out ya seat, stand up
If you really fucking with it, I need you to just jump