Sammy Adams - Jump lyrics

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Sammy Adams - Jump lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm a Ace on the river, not playing cards Alcohol and reefer that's some A and R None flyer, fans the messiah Got your hands up now I say jump higher Boston's boy, awesome noise Wanna battle it'll cost ya boy, accost ya boy f** singing and promo, got my mojo back Vision back like rolos on a rojo, yeah f**ed up, trying find the exit Said she loved pearls, I gave her a pearl necklace Not the j**elry, stop the tomfoolery Tom Ford cologne that I spend on when she do to me I'm sure you're one of those guys that's really nice And we f** and you vanish at night it's not right Well, in and out girl I got my own agenda I'll go animal style, I bartend my own menu [Hook] I came to get f**ed up Came to jump, well it's just your luck I know, I know how to make ya'll jump I know, I know just what ya'll want Put your hands up, now I say jump higher J-j-jump higher, jump higher Got your hands up, now I say jump higher, j-j-jump higher [Verse 2] Plus these chickies don't love me anymore After my pants sag down to the floor Pants back up til' my waist belt secure The walk back was out the motherf**ing door Damn, he's back at it, Sammy's back at it Rewind the song, like Nas I'm still mad at Mr. Pragmatic, Nas I'm Illmatic Rewind the song cuz Sammy's back at it ho Poker face, three eighths, but don't gamble Almost pa**ed out from k**ing the whole handle More pain, Rambo, we're both commando Knowing that she on it but she know she does it rando Girl wanna mack and if you don't see I'm just tryna get some jobs like my name is Steve Ay say DJ in wholesale or hotel Even if you don't let me hit, disappointed we don't tell [Hook] [Verse 3] Dang king, that's feign, that's so devilish k** my vibe, almost as hard as Kendrick did I'm a sinner, I'm a born bread-winner I probably do you again right after we finish dinner, ho Who are you to judge? You don't know the kid Always at my front door, some Jehovah sh** Witness, my dick is, your fitness Can't fit this, ridiculous, delicious Yeah that's the f**ing business You're 19 acting like you on some older sh** Always at the same clubs with promoter kids Only place I go to is the studio or homie's crib And I be out in NYC to LA and you know this sh** Sending girl emojis, while she giving me blow-j's She went 24, she the east coast Kobe Just the tip, playing just the tip isn't playing hard to get We both know I'm gon' hit [Hook]