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yb curtis - jumpin' up lyrics

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[intro]
(zyeq)
we gon’ get this bit’, jumpin’ up, b+tch
you a p+ssy, and you know that i don’t give a f+ck, b+tch
don’t run up on me cause you know you outta luck
b+tch, ay’, lets go
yeah (yeah yeah yeah)
ay’, ay’

[chorus]
mane we gon’ get this b+tch, jumpin up’
b+tch, you a p+ssy and you know that i don’t give a f+ck
don’t you ever try to run up on me b+tch because you outta luck
cause i’ma be be donald, hit you hard
so b+tch you gotta duck
and n+ggas they be fruity, they be all up on my d+ck, b+tch
i’m on that b+tch just like a mouse, and make her p+ssy cl!ck, b+tch
and i got pros and cons, cause i’m like john all on that wick, sh+t
and i don’t play no pool but best believe i got them sticks, b+tch

[verse 1]
yeah
and i be really coolin’, mane
i’m on that b+tch just like the hulk, and plus i’m smart like brucie wayne
get me a dog and call her poochie, cause i want a poochie, mane
and yo’ b+tch givin’ me that smoochie, cause i want that smoochie, mane
and then i make her pop that coochie, you can call me coochie mane
you know i got it, don’t wan’ lose it
cause i never play no games
you think you naughty, b+tch, never
all y’all b+tches is the same
but i be thinkin’ at the same time, “i can’t f+ck wit’ lames.”
and then these ho’s, they be crazy
they be chasin’ candy canes
my voice got bass, i play the guitar
you could call me kurt cobain
i stay away from f+ckin’ people, cause some people is insane
and i don’t watch no f+ckin’ football, but i’m rootin’ for the saints
one day i really wanna go and then just fly up on a plane
oh you don’t know me?
well my n+gga you just need to learn my name
oh i ain’t mean to f+ckin’ hurt you, i inflicted curtis pain
say oh you callin’ me a p+ssy, b+tch?
n+gga, you know i ain’t
i’m a f+ckin’ saint
ay’
[chorus]
mane we gon’ get this b+tch, jumpin up’
b+tch, you a p+ssy and you know that i don’t give a f+ck
don’t you ever try to run up on me b+tch because you outta luck
cause i’ma be be donald, hit you hard
so b+tch you gotta duck
and n+ggas they be fruity, they be all up on my d+ck, b+tch
i’m on that b+tch just like a mouse, and make her p+ssy cl!ck, b+tch
and i got pros and cons, cause i’m like john all on that wick, sh+t
and i don’t play no pool but best believe i got them sticks, b+tch

[verse 2]
ay’, ay’, ay’, ay’
mane i just wanna go play, lookin’ at you and yo’ b+tch and i don’t give a f+ck about the sh+t
that you gotta say
if you approachin’ me my n+gga, then that mean yo’ ass went n’ just opened the gate (b+tch)
you opened the gate, i don’t wanna f+ck wit’ you n+gga
that mean, yo’ ass gotta pay (pay)
yo ass gotta pay, and n+ggas they lookin’ at me and i’m gettin’ my time on delay
my time on delay, my n+gga i wanna just speed sh+t up
yo’ b+tch she just want me to feed sh+t up
she want me to go and just put all them kids in her mouth
and just want me to beat it up
and beat it up, and n+ggas they trippin’ they lookin’ at me like i heat it up
and heat it up
my n+gga i really be laughin’, them n+ggas they know that i really go crazy, n+gga
crazy, n+gga
n+ggas they lookin’ at me and they just wanna play me, n+gga
yeah, ay’
i really be laughin’ n’ doin’ my thing (a’ight)
and n+ggas they really be trippin’, they thinkin’ i really just go in the same, yeah
ay’, ay’
mane i really do it
and n+ggas lookin’ at me rappin’, b+tch i’m really fluent
and now i’m freestylin’, yeah
and n+ggas lookin’ at me, know i’m finna’ hit this b+tch like free trialin’
ay’, ay’, yeah
[chorus]
mane we gon’ get this b+tch, jumpin up’
b+tch, you a p+ssy and you know that i don’t give a f+ck
don’t you ever try to run up on me b+tch because you outta luck
cause i’ma be be donald, hit you hard
so b+tch you gotta duck
and n+ggas they be fruity, they be all up on my d+ck, b+tch
i’m on that b+tch just like a mouse, and make her p+ssy cl!ck, b+tch
and i got pros and cons, cause i’m like john all on that wick, sh+t
and i don’t play no pool but best believe i got them sticks, b+tch
yeah



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