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]