Jumanji lyrics

[Intro: Mace Supreme]
(E-E-E-Enrgy made this one)
Woah, woah
Yeah, do the dance in this b*tch, uh
I'm gonna do the dance in this b*tch, uh

[Verse 1: Mace Supreme]
Walked in with a magic glove, feel like Mike Jackson
Ballin' like I’m going to the league, b*tch, I got drafted
Pour another four in the cup, might just start spazzin'
Ridin' and I’m going top speed, might just start crashin'
Said she want a Birkin for a purse, guess she high fashion
I just spent two-hundred on a Porsche, I can’t stop cappin'
All these n*ggas beggin' for a verse, n*gga, stop askin'
Pull up on your block with that heat, might just start action
I'm a skinny n*gga, pockets fat like it’s Rasputia
All these n*ggas wanna be my clone like a jet trooper
Freaky little b*tch play with balls likе a pet cougar
Pin her to the ground down thе count, call me Lex Luger
Heard she out there begging for a ride, call the next Uber
I just copped some ice from Johnny dang, that’s my neck jeweler
Movie b*tch hit me with the, "Uh", that’s a set blooper
Guess that I’m the man of her dreams, call me Fred Krueger
Ummm, I need a thick b*tch
n*gga said he bought a Rollie, n*gga, that’s a Fitbit
I just took a n*gga b*tch, sorry if I hit it
Now I’m chillin' at his wifey crib, pay me for a visit
Yeah I admit it, I didn’t finish
Beat it like I’m Michael, yeah, I hit it and I split it
I can’t never keep a b*tch, can’t never stay committed
I just want the baddest b*tch just to hit and say I did it
[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Hahaha alright
I just want the baddest b*tch on my team
I be mad as f*ck when I’m OT without no lean
I got a bad ass b*tch, she so bad, she so mean
n*gga you ain’t got no bag, you a user, you a fiend
n*gga said he was gonna what? n*gga yeah in your dreams
Young n*gga still living with his granny eating collard bones and greens
You a grown-ass man you need to leave
Damn I need some Zaza, call the plug I need some weed
Get some head from yo' granny when she done pick up her teeth
n*gga he ain’t got no money cause you 'cause you-, ahhhh
'Cause you cheap
You was standing in the corner, I was probably in the streets
I ain’t never lost a game I can’t lose, undefeat
b*tch give me good head clean it up, she so neat
Had to hit it out of town at a room we lowkey
I be probably ducked off out the way, you know me
Hundred thousand ain't sh*t it’s like to me you can’t see
I’m 'boutta buy this bad ass b*tch a book, can you read?
b*tch I tried to ask you nicely to get out, can you leave?

[Verse 3: Mace Supreme]
Uh, wait, hold on that’s the coochie man
Pull up in a Honda wanna f*ck, this my doonie van
Recordin' sh*t and goin' live b*tch, this my movie plan
Choppa spray like, “Du du du”, you move like the coochie dance
I just matched a bad ass b*tch, told her, "Give it up"
Uber to my house, 3 AM, only tryna f*ck
Askin can I take her home, need to go find a bus
Talking bout she broke as hell, look like I give a f*ck?
She goin' down and open wide, shawty gone eat it up
Bend it overtake the pipe, you know that I beat it up
Girlfriend comin' back into the house, gotta speed it up
Skeeted on the floor, man, you know she gon' clean it up