Jumpin Around

I know you gonna dig this

Pack it up, Pack it in let me begin
I came to ein battle me that's a sin
I won't tear the sack up punk you'd better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up stand up come on throw your hands up
If you got the feeling jump across the ceiling
Booze is the funk fest someone's talking junk
So I'll bust 'em in the eye and then I'll take the punks
home
Feel it funk it amps in the trunks
And he's got more sound than there's cops that are
dunking
Donut shops are sure 'nuff I got props from the kids on
the hill
Plus a Mom and a Paps

I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seat and jump around, jump around
jump up, jump up, and get down

jump jump jump everybody jump
jump jump everybody jump
jump jump everybody jump
jump jump everybody jump
jump jump everybody jump
jump jump everybody jump
jump jump everybody jump
jump jump jump

Standby for action

get down and party

yes yes ya'll what we gonna do right here is take you
back
To the old school feel and the real deal
We want everybody in the house party
We want everybody in the house dance

Everybody jump jump jump
Everybody jump jump jump
Everybody jump jump jump
Everybody jump jump jump
Everybody jump jump jump
Everybody jump jump jump
Everybody jump jump jump
Everybody jump jump jump

Get on down and party

Jump jump jump jump jump jump
Jump jump everybody jump jump jump everybody jump



Credits
Writer(s): Erik Schrody, Kal Mann, David Appell, Larry E. Muggerud
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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