Jump Lyrics by Tyla, Gunna, and Skillibeng
Original gyal, you are no replica (no)Smooth, dean, no regular degular (no)Pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no)Mi know say ya hot (no)They never had a pretty girl from Jo’burgSee me now and that’s what they preferI don’t touch no wheel ’cause I gotta chauffeurFirst class, how I get ’round the worldJust miss me with the dramaUnless you’re comin’ with the commas (double it up)Oh, DJ turn the sound up‘Cause we ’bout to pour the rounds up (tell ’em double it up)From Jozi to IbizaThey say it doesn’t get sweeterFeel my body bangin’ like speakerOoh, sweatin’ out my concealerSkin tight, no millimeterAnd my face card make ’em feel weakerBut you know that my body is a healerOoh, I love to make itJump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jumpOh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump (mm)Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (haibo)You know I love to make itJump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump (hmm)Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump (hmm)Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (hmm, haibo)You know I love to make itOnly gotta make a call and I’m here (I’m here)Girl, I wanna know your vibe, oh, yeah (oh, yeah)Listen to me, I put some carats in your ear (in your ear)Make this stick jump, I want to put it in her rearWanna give D, I serve it like a dealer (dealer)Deep in her throat while I’m diggin’ in her middle (middle)I’m back in Jo’burg, it can’t feel no realer (realer)A perfect picture like a Polaroid (Polaroid, haibo)She a trophy, no award (no award)Baby sweet and tender like sirloinTold the chauffeur take you to a Chanel storeEver play with you, it be a world war (tell ’em double it up)From Jozi to IbizaThey say it doesn’t get sweeterFeel my body bangin’ like speakerOoh, sweatin’ out my concealerSkin tight, no millimeterAnd my face card make ’em feel weakerBut you know that my body is a healerOoh, I love to make itJump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jumpOh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jumpTump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (haibo)You know I love to make itJump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jumpOh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jumpTump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (haibo)You know I love to make itOriginal gyal, you are no replica (no)Smooth, dean, no regular degular (no)Pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no)Mi know say ya hot (no, say ya)
