Jump! (Remix) lyrics

by

Sad Frosty


[Intro: Sad Frosty]
Aye, what, yeah, aye, b*tch
Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt
Aye, yeah

[Chorus: Sad Frosty]
Jump out that Jag, boy you goin' out sad
Fifty bands, well it ain't sh*t
That's why my pants they always sag, yeah
I just got a new b*tch, boy she too thick
She suck my di*k like it's cool whip
She f*ck me too quick, yeah

[Verse 1: Sad Frosty]
Pulled up in that brand new Honda, you don't wanna race though
Girl you only good for the top, just give me face ho
Hit that b*tch then leave that b*tch, I won't leave a trace though
First I use the dagger, stab her ass like you got mace ho
I'ma f*ck her then I dip, push up on her clit
Fumbled thirty bands and I won't trip
I cop another grip, yeah
Broke boys really on that opp sh*t, you get popped quick
Nerf gun this extended red dot, leave his top missed

[Verse 2: TD Ceasar]
b*tch, I pop, out my motherf*ckin' whip, through the Window
Me and Frosty skirtin' off the lot, in his benzo
I drop, with the clip, on my choppa, it's extendo
Who that, must be TD GlizZzy poppin' through the front door
b*tch, I'm frigid, I'm drippin', I'm drippin'
I'm sippin' on wockhardt
And now I'm dippin', I'm dippin
You crippin', you crippin'
But you really ain't with it
You get popped off at the mouth
Or when we spin like a fidget
You get popped, you get stopped
You get dropped to the floor
You know your b*tch wanna suck
On my clique, she a hoe
I get baked from the green
And there's lean in my system
Run up on me get popped off at the mouth
By my pistol
[Chorus: Sad Frosty]
Jump out that Jag, boy you goin' out sad
Fifty bands, well it ain't sh*t
That's why my pants they always sag, yeah
I just got a new b*tch, boy she too thick
She suck my di*k like it's cool whip
She f*ck me too quick, yeah
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