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saleh babaa – make it jump lyrics

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make it jump ft. young muu & munji j

[-saleh babaa-]
make it jump, (do it)
ay
make it jump, (just do it)
ay
make it jump, (do it, do it)
ay, ay, ay (do it)
(3x)

[-saleh babaa-]

hahhhaa… look, . . saleh man..
i don’t really like rapping with you n-ggas
in my city pop wheelies on you n-ggas
east-coast, new york type n-ggas
i know broke n-ggas love to pull the trigger
i’m not him, i see the bigger picture;
been down, tryna double up my figures

pulling up with my n-ggas, (skrt, skrt)
no smile, straight business (huh)
i ain’t f-ck that hoe, (hold up)
i ain’t see no witness. (ha)

make a million dollar hit yuh
that’s a million dollar l!ck yuh
gold dripping on my wrist yuh
how the f-ck i get like this? whoa

i be swerving like a drunk driver
hit the doobie, turn into a pilot
not the shooter, i just do the plotting
blood money, shove it in my pocket
lord forgive me, this is who i am
i love the pain, i’ll never pop a xan
i’ll still pop an adderall though
n-ggas playin, they don’t want smoke

i just gotta gotta go and get it
go go mode, push it to the limit
bad bad b-tch, gotta get up in it
i gotta pray, cause i know i’m sinning

ay, white coupe like mayo
ay, ’bout bread like bagel
ay, can’t get on my level
ay, make you bleed like elmo

in the booth, i told you that i go loco
do it by myself, i don’t need a promo
i don’t really mess around with you bozos
overlapping you, you is just a slow poke
…i’m overlapping you, you is just a slow poke
wait…make it jump, make it jump, throw it back at me
ay..make it jump, throw it back at me
wait, ay, wait, ay, yuh

make it jump
ay
make it jump
ay
make it jump
ay, ay, ay
(4x)

[-young muu-]
young muu!
money flow, money flow, money, yuh
money flow, money flow, money, uh
up in the booth with these hunnids, yuh
you know i gotta keep it 100, yuh
your girl in my coupe, she astonished, yuh
locking her down like she punished, yuh

and you know jawn wavy
she throwing it back just like tom brady
we so lit, my n-gga we faded;
pulled up to the spot and all them hoes hated, yuh!

i got the drip when i walk
so fresh so fly all the way down to my sock
pinky ring glamorous when i milly rock
got them heads turning every time i am on the block, yuh

but your boy ain’t greedy
giving out money to whoever need it
my homies gon eat, yeah we stay feeded
knew i was the man even when i was just a fetus. yuh

man your boy so fresh got these hoes all up on me, yuh
hoe i ain’t tryna cuff so get the f-ck from around me, uh
b-tch you just entertainment just like your name is sony. yuh
this d-ck dictate ya, just like joseph kony. uh
girl come ride me like a motherf-ckin pony, yuh
keep it real and honest, don’t be phony, uh
it’s young muu on the track so don’t like u don’t know me, uh

money flow, money flow, money
money flow, money, flow, money, ay
money flow, money flow, money, yuh
money, flow, money flow, money, yuh

money flow, money flow, money, yuh
money flow, money flow, money, uh
keep it one hunnid;
you know i gotta keep it one hunnid

[-saleh babaa-]
make it jump
ay
make it jump
ay
make it jump
ay, ay, ay
(4x)

[-munji j-]
i don’t have time for these hoes
they messy, they choosy, they gross
i’d rather make hits with the bros
and we on top, so i gotta let y’all know

uh, we got these bars, no lock up
please do not act like you pop off;
whole crew solid, no sauce, but i’m sitting here oozing
i’m dripping like hot sauce. uh

i’m the top dog like huncho
and this sh-t isn’t a front though
i need me that charger, that bumble;
when i’m in the streets, all ya’ll hear is that rumble. uh

after this summer, y’all done though
goin work on myself like pr-nto
i need these pockets on macho;
i’m gettin that cheese, no nacho. uh

yea, with my super strong clique
we making super strong hits. yea
whole lotta thought into this
uhm, not even water can fix. whoa

i’m really not feeling this biihh
no you can’t come to the crib
i’m sitting here making this mix;
i don’t got time to just kick
ay, don’t be texting my sh-t

i’mma keep it a stack, you feel me?
we make it jump with no dealie
can’t wait to be counting them milliis, ay
houses be acres with hillies, mmm
a milli, a millionaire
a milli, a millionaire
crack that sh-t open, a milli in there;

catch me in the stu, we just chillin in there
neck is so froze that it’s chilly in here
hey, ay, i make it jump, ay
i make it jump, ay
i make it jump, ay …..
….grrrrrrrrruut!

written by: saleh hamad, mudriq hamad, and mundhir hamad

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