Lil Wayne

Lil Wayne - Jump Jiggy lyrics

We gone make 'em:

[Chorus 2x]

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

(Verse 1)

I tell 'em no lie

I blow by wit the Benz wit the O eyes

I low-ride, cuz these 20 inch rims just make it sit so high

You know I, been had Twinkie, look at the pinky

And the link be all the way down to the nuts, diamonds twinklin'

They think you need to stop they say it's not called for

It's such a small car for it cost more than a ballpark

See my life is high priced, a lot a room a lot a bling

My ice is like Andrew Dice "Ba-Da-Boom, Ba-Da-Bing"

I'm tryin' to see me flying in a Lamborghini

Wit your girl right beside me in a tan bikini

Cut the music down and tell her, "hey ya man's a weenie"

Plus I'm hot and got more iceberg than damn Bananeeie

And I'm just a teenager and I make this dough

Pull out my bankcard and Bill Gates feel broke

And I keep it on a hush but I'm richer than normal

And a frost bit wrist, have me sniffin and coughin

[Chorus 2x]

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump,

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

(Verse 2)

You know, pistol on my side fully loaded

I drive slowly, wit televisions watching Kobe

Pull over by some broad; make her hop right in a blow me

And suck a nigga drive, then its, "slut get out my ride"

Have you heard about, shorty be Iceberged out

Got them birds real affordable, so get the word out

And you still can see the grill wit the lights burn out

Nothin' lil' about the wheels on my bright orange drop

I'm thuggin and pimped out, flossin and glissed out

Sit my arm in warm water, I'm thawin my wrist out

Got quarters in this house, keys in that van,

Got ounces in her bra, and G's in that bag

Shhh, You hear that, here come Weezy on his way in a platinum leer jet

We gamblin' nigga bet, bet nigga disrespect and he get dampled and wet

Whole goddamn family get trampled wit death

I make 'em:

[Chorus 2x]

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

Alright I bounce for the 17 and jump for the Grover

Just put TV's and bump in the Rover

Slump your bitch over, cum on her shoulder

Bet I make the slut eat it up like yogurt

Wrists is ferocious, dick just bogus

Fuck a hoe watch she come back like a chorus

Like one name Deloris met her in a taurus

She like to snort coke, you should see the size of her nose is

We really the ones controllin', no choices

And we got Guns and Roses, Rolls Royces

Beefin' ain't fake, not to mention

all our rides are dubbed like blank tapes

I really think my jewelry and lights have somethin' in common

Cuz everytime you put them bitches on they start shinin'

The shit is mind blowin'

As a matter of fact I got a bitch that's mind blowin'

She give my head a blow job, I guess she's mind blowin'

[Chorus 3 1/2x]

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive

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