Lirik Lagu Jump feat. Gizzle - Lupe Fiasco
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Gold medals, them my role modelsRollin' old models, lowered old schoolsFlowin' cold and goin' gold followsFlower bearin', call it petals to the floorPower sharin', call it devils to the doorPower, power, 'til ain't no devils anymoreFlower, flowers, they be droppin' at the feet of my sunMove a thousand miles per hour down the street of my slumAnd who do I meet, to the beat of my drumIt was little Susie Uzi, she sold crack and was a killerAll bitch dope tip, wasn't trappin' with no niggasHad a long money, minor do that action for them figuresHer influence fully automatic, crackin' off the Richter, yeahWalked up to my ride, asked me could she get insideShe pointed at her pistol so I properly repliedTold me, out here in the streets, she ain't have no competitionAnd with me up on them beats, then we shared the same descriptionWith a blunt between her lips, she said, "Now here's my proposition:You just write a bunch of raps for me and I'ma go and spit 'emThen we take 'em to the radio, the DJ better spin 'emThen we take 'em to the record store and sell a couple million"
I already got the money, already got the bitchesI see these other niggas, I'ma do it how they did itFrom a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapperTrapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen
Tell me call up Soundtrakk, have him send a couple beatsNot that "Superstar" shit, she wanted somethin' for the streetsSaid it might take like a month, she said it better take a weekGave my arm a little punch and then she pointed at her heatSaid, "I saw that thing the first time, you don't gotta do it twiceBut I need a lil' more info on exactly what I writeSome details 'bout a female, 'bout your life and what you like"She said, "My life is like a bitch, and I'm just like my life"Then pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, yeah them niggas started bussin'Like that boycott was over and that we had overcome itShe said, "Nigga hit the gas," went from zero to a hunnidNow we runnin' from some killers, I was so sick to my stomachShe was hangin' out the window with that thumper she was dumpin'Had a look upon her face that made me think that she was cummin'We was swervin', jumped the curbAnd ditched the whip and started runnin'Tried to jump over a wall, but it was a little tallSo we ducked behind a bush and that's how we got overlookedI was shook and breathin' hardAnd she was sittin' there smokin' kushThen we both started to glow, we looked around like "What is this?"And then we looked up and a light came downAnd pulled us to a ship, like, "What the fuck?"
I already got the money, already got the bitchesI see these other niggas, I'ma do it how they did itFrom a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapperTrapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen
Well now this the shit I'm talkin' 'bout, the shit that I've been onYeah lightyears outer space, but still a bitch feel right at homeNow where the bitches?Get them intergalactic asses to clappin'Break down some of that candy and roll it up in a wrapper for a rapperNow I could never go back to trappin'And who needs Atlanta when you're on Saturn gettin' a lapdanceWith a lit match in your left hand, and your right hand is a gas canAnd at any given moment, I could burn this shit upWhy you standin' there just lookin', nigga? Turn that shit upHop in some of this alien pussy, let me know how it workI'm just sayin', I'm gon' be there and I ain't in no rushNah, nigga, nah niggaI ain't in no rush
Ayy I thought you couldn't rap, when'd you learn how to do that?Then what you need me for if you already know how to flow?Ayy fuck that, we gotta go, wouldn't even be in this hoIf you told me from the jump we wouldn't be on this UFOBut I think that I can fly us, stole a key so I can try itNever thought that I would ever be a flyin' saucer pilotBut first thing's gon' be first, when we get back to that earthI'ma go back to them raps and you can go back to that work, nigga
I already got the money, already got the bitchesI see these other niggas, I'ma do it how they did itNigga we're goin' home, home!From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapperTrapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happenYou can kill me, I don't care, no!
Ayy look, the basic thing is, you can do whatever you wanna do.Like I ain't 'bout to pass up on all this shit, you see this? Like we time jumpin' and shit.You wanna go back and do what, just rap? You can rap up here!Yeah nigga, just rap. No you can't, nigga, this is space. You can't, fuck that, we goin' home. DROGAS!
I already got the money, already got the bitchesI see these other niggas, I'ma do it how they did itFrom a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapperTrapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen
Tell me call up Soundtrakk, have him send a couple beatsNot that "Superstar" shit, she wanted somethin' for the streetsSaid it might take like a month, she said it better take a weekGave my arm a little punch and then she pointed at her heatSaid, "I saw that thing the first time, you don't gotta do it twiceBut I need a lil' more info on exactly what I writeSome details 'bout a female, 'bout your life and what you like"She said, "My life is like a bitch, and I'm just like my life"Then pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, yeah them niggas started bussin'Like that boycott was over and that we had overcome itShe said, "Nigga hit the gas," went from zero to a hunnidNow we runnin' from some killers, I was so sick to my stomachShe was hangin' out the window with that thumper she was dumpin'Had a look upon her face that made me think that she was cummin'We was swervin', jumped the curbAnd ditched the whip and started runnin'Tried to jump over a wall, but it was a little tallSo we ducked behind a bush and that's how we got overlookedI was shook and breathin' hardAnd she was sittin' there smokin' kushThen we both started to glow, we looked around like "What is this?"And then we looked up and a light came downAnd pulled us to a ship, like, "What the fuck?"
I already got the money, already got the bitchesI see these other niggas, I'ma do it how they did itFrom a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapperTrapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen
Well now this the shit I'm talkin' 'bout, the shit that I've been onYeah lightyears outer space, but still a bitch feel right at homeNow where the bitches?Get them intergalactic asses to clappin'Break down some of that candy and roll it up in a wrapper for a rapperNow I could never go back to trappin'And who needs Atlanta when you're on Saturn gettin' a lapdanceWith a lit match in your left hand, and your right hand is a gas canAnd at any given moment, I could burn this shit upWhy you standin' there just lookin', nigga? Turn that shit upHop in some of this alien pussy, let me know how it workI'm just sayin', I'm gon' be there and I ain't in no rushNah, nigga, nah niggaI ain't in no rush
Ayy I thought you couldn't rap, when'd you learn how to do that?Then what you need me for if you already know how to flow?Ayy fuck that, we gotta go, wouldn't even be in this hoIf you told me from the jump we wouldn't be on this UFOBut I think that I can fly us, stole a key so I can try itNever thought that I would ever be a flyin' saucer pilotBut first thing's gon' be first, when we get back to that earthI'ma go back to them raps and you can go back to that work, nigga
I already got the money, already got the bitchesI see these other niggas, I'ma do it how they did itNigga we're goin' home, home!From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapperTrapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happenYou can kill me, I don't care, no!
Ayy look, the basic thing is, you can do whatever you wanna do.Like I ain't 'bout to pass up on all this shit, you see this? Like we time jumpin' and shit.You wanna go back and do what, just rap? You can rap up here!Yeah nigga, just rap. No you can't, nigga, this is space. You can't, fuck that, we goin' home. DROGAS!
