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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mystikal
Mystikal
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Tyler
Michael Tyler
Songwriter
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
Charles Edward Hugo
Charles Edward Hugo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Neptunes
The Neptunes
Producer
Won Allen
Won Allen
Recording Engineer
Supa Engineer "Duro"
Supa Engineer "Duro"
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Poof, oh no not you, fuckin' right, bitch Uh, what? Uh poof fuck, jump, round, jump C'mon jump, jump, jump, round, jump, jump, jump I ain't got no more answers left, bitch I rap it all You just ain't gonna have no more head after I snatch it off What in the fuck is you thinkin'? You can't do shit if you stankin' Keep on thankin', if I said it then it's done I give a fuck what you bringin' 'Cuz my dick still gon' be swangin' You hear the fuckin' choppers cuttin' niggas, run nigga Hike nigga, hut one, nigga want some? Ain't nuttin' to fuck ya up, representin' where I come from Fronts and brown blunts, you oughta get down some Recognize a fuckin killa when you be around 'em Valiums and speed but we don't do weed Steroids and alcohol, still a fuckin' athlete Cock strong with my jock strap on With the time clock 'bout to run the rock home Yo ace boom coon and a hole in the clutch In the pocket on the field, without gettin touched Uh oh here I come, here I go Uh oh, jump, round, jump What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Let me know girl, jump, jump Uh oh here I come, here I go Jump, round, jump What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Let me know girl, jump, jump You get tackled by the style I'm usin' I got all of my adversaries cruisin' for a brusin' with contusions Cuts and lacerations, broken bones and open soars Ripped spleens, sprained ankles and broken nose I'ma bust the microphones, I rip on I step on the stage and get my grip on That's when you get stiff armed, it's on and I'm the shit, homes I fucked around and lost count of bitch tha' I put the dick on My alter ego and its cool when I talk to P They fuckin' call me the home town hero I'm the center of attention, topic of discussion It's understood they already know, without me sayin' nothin' It's been like that, since these niggas down here been wearin' badges I'm off the heezy, I'm the reason for this pimp rap So stuck on myself, sometimes it's like I ain't got no mind I say, "Fuck it, dawg and go for the crowd like the goal line" Uh oh here I come, here I go Uh oh jump, round, jump What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Let me know girl, jump, jump Uh oh here I come, here I go Jump, round, jump What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Let me know girl, jump, jump Nigga, you just like ten yards, always the first down Be the first motherfucker off the bus but be the last nigga to clown Ol' sometime in ass nigga, ol' fake regular Regular everyday common ass No drama ass nigga I keep these niggas sippin' on super dick and Advil Punishin' they motherfuckin ass and keepin' it dat real Ain't nothin' you can do to keep a nigga off the score board It's fourth and four, fuckin' right I'm goin' for it Uh oh here I come, here I go Uh oh jump, round, jump What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Let me know girl, jump, jump Uh oh here I come, here I go Jump, round, jump What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Let me know girl, jump, jump Uh oh here I come, here I go Uh oh jump, round, jump What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Let me know girl, jump, jump Uh oh here I come, here I go Jump, round, jump What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Let me know girl, jump, jump Jump, round, jump Jump, jump Jump, round, jump What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Let me know girl, jump, jump
Writer(s): Chad Hugo, Pharrell L Williams, Mike Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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