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ap - jmp lyrics

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[intro:]

yeah!
g-4!
get!
get!

[hook: a.p]

let’s see
real ones to the front
fake ones at the back
turn the set into a club
dollars tell ’em where we at

real ones to the front
fake ones at the back
turn the set into a club
dollars tell ’em where we at

but first, jump
(jump, jump, jump, jump)
yeah
let’s make it jump
(jump, jump, jump, jump)
yeah
but first, jump
(jump, jump, jump, jump)
yeah
let’s make it jump
yeah
yeah

okay

[verse 1: a.p]

my recipes are tnt
that’s c4 on the menu please
thc my friend my ride or die
just like my besty be
hopped up on the jet my eyes are red
ain’t nothing new to me
you ain’t move like this
you break deals with federales

why i move, move
and don’t wait for the fl!ck
no accident but
i’m a crash in it
tighten the grip
buckle up if you p-ssenger
mtm bigger than presidents
f-ck up the mood
we don’t do word to mouth
i’m not talking subliminally
if you doubt it
head to the top
while we move underground
we’ll make sure that you know
when we bust with the sound

[hook: a.p]

real ones to the front
fake ones at the back
turn the set into a club
dollars tell ’em where we at

yeah

real ones to the front
fake ones at the back
turn the set into a club
dollars tell ’em where we at

but first, jump
(jump, jump, jump, jump)
yeah
let’s make it jump
(jump, jump, jump, jump)
yeah
but first, jump
(jump, jump, jump, jump)
yeah
let’s make it jump
yeah
yeah

yeah x2 (woooo)
yeah yeah yeah

woah woah
tell me who the realest in the city? ay
woah woah
hunnies tell me when they wanna hit it ay
woah woah
i ain’t got the time unless i’m dippin’ ay
woah woah
if you make some time for me
then you gone scream!

i remember long days
long nights ay
long nights ay
i had no one by my side
no one ay ay
dead n-gga but i’m still out here
still alive ay ay
pray for the people beside me
most of them want to dye me
but i ain’t talking colors, sh-t is grimey
i got the grapes
and they
just wanna wine me
said i got the grapes and they
just wanna wine me
credit card decline me
man i swear it’s grimey

and i got the grapes and they
just wanna wine me
credit card decline me
man i swear it’s grimey
man i got the grapes and they
just wanna wine me
credit card decline me
man i swear it’s grimey

[hook: a.p]

real ones to the front
fake ones at the back
turn the set into a club
dollars tell ’em where we at

yeah

real ones to the front
fake ones at the back
turn the set into a club
dollars tell ’em where we at

but first, jump
(jump, jump, jump, jump)
yeah
let’s make it jump
(jump, jump, jump, jump)
yeah
but first, jump
(jump, jump, jump, jump)
yeah
let’s make it jump
yeah
yeah
yeah
(make it jump)

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