Twista — Jump Off

Twista (Twista) Uh, Yea, F5 (Baby) Wassup lil' mama (tasty), you know when I see you up In that SLR, and take you to the 5 star Terry Its about too [Chorus] Jump Off (girl you can get it) Jump Off (whenever your ready) Jump Off (go ahead and let it) Jump Off (yea girl I said it) Jump Off (Boy, come and get it) Jump Off (I am so ready) Jump Off (time that we let it) Jump Off (yea boy I said it) [Verse 1] I got a couple of stacks, I got a couple of sacks I got a couple of blunts, I got a cup fulla 'tron I'm feelin' buck in the zone, lookin for a girl That let me get up in them thongs (uh) Damn I don't know which woman to pick When I look at 'em I can see everyone of them thick They all wanna find out who a nigga comin' to get Because the Hummer is slick and they want some of the dick. (uh) Will you see the Twista comin' around? I'm always thumpin' the ground If I want women to bound And I be runnin' with hounds And we be huntin' 'em down And when I catch 'em you know that I'mma be Bustin em' down. (then I) Run off (hot girls I gots to) Bump off (who ain't scared to leave me) Sucked off (she make sure I get my) Nut off (and thats why I love her) [Chorus] [Verse 2] Hustle mode I'm a cookin a brick And a form of killer mode then im thumpin a clip And a form of party mode I'ma stomach a fifth And if I feel freaky mode then im fuckin a bitch (uh) I love hoes that be ready to holla When I pull up on em in a black chevy impala Gotta get em if they lookin bottom heavy and Prada And they want fetty and dollars, but they be ready to swallow (uh) Who be hittin the after party we lightin em' up And whoever rollin with me is gon' have to get buck I need somebody I can call in the mornin for sex I need somebody I can call up after the club Come off (with them drawers and then I) Bust off (in them drawers and get me) One off (straps over nothin) Jump off (when I'm rollin with mine) [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] I score the pussy like a touchdown Cuz she can jump off, I'm yellin' "chuch" now That ain't a bad thing, you gotta trust me baby Yous a busty baby, you a bust down (uh) Somebody you can get up any good time off the night Actin like a fiend when she be grabbin the pipe Smokin green while you servin the white She the conservative type, but never nervous to fight (uh) I got the head hunters thats comin to get me Suckin on the dick until it was formin a hickey Me and her be like servin the soda or Mixin' the formula 44 with the formula 50 Skunked off (I'm crunk cuz I got me) One off (I can't hear like I cut the) Chrome off (I'm feelin like I got my) Drunk on (and thats why I love her) [Chorus x2]