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The Jump Off [*]

The Jump Off [*] Lyrics by Ludacris
The Jump Off [*] Lyrics

What Are The Lyrics For The Jump Off [*] By Ludacris?

Black (Black) Jack,
Johnson ain't scared of you motherfuckers

[Chorus]
(It's The Jump Off) Yeah y'all now, c'mon
(It's The Jump Off) Push it up now, ha
(It's The Jump Off) What you want now?
(It's The Jump Off) Keep cool, now
(Put your hands up, it's The Jump-Off)
Yeah! It's that Freak Daddy shit!
(Raise your hands up, it's The Jump-Off) [Repeat: x3]
(Raise your hands)

With so much drama in the N-Y-C
It's kinda hard bein' M-O-S Def-initely
But I, some how, some way
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit with the Black Jack Jay
May, I, spit a lyric for my ghetto Pe-ople?
Show me 'nough respect when I breeze, through
Riders beep they horn
Cause I keep the party jumpin' like yo' mamma ain't home
I'm just a freak individual singin' my song
Shinin' bright on the mic like it's six in the morn' (six in the morn')
So peep out my manuscript
Reach up, sleeves up, for a second NOW BOUNCE
This is the one that make the party wile' out
Nigga, I said wile' out
Nigga, I said wile' out
Lemme show you what we're talkin' about (C'MON!)

Huh, ha, yes, hah, uh, hah, rock wit' me now
Uh, ha, yes, ah, uh, rock wit' me now
(You are now rockin' with the best!)
Uh, hah, yes, ha, uh, come check me now (Black! Jack!)
Uh, hah, uh, yes, hah, uh, uh, back to the beat, like

[Chorus]

Tables fulla hi-hat, a dash of drums
Sprinkle in a little keyboard, a pint of rum
With just a pinch of purple haze and a gallon of bass
Mix snares with rock 'n' roll and throw it all in ya face
Pre-heat the studio to about a hundred degrees
Ludacris, Mos Def and your best emcees
You'll get burnt just for thinkin' you can step to me
And that's the end of my little ghetto re-ci-pee
My des-tinies are rhythm, hit 'em with the rhythm
Hit 'em, click 'em, then strip 'em
Jump the f*ck (back), no gun can pump (that)
I punch the engi-(neer) and slap the whole (track)
Then pop all the speakers and stip the wires
Blow smoke from the MPs and amplifiers
Here to spit truth for the liar liars
I'm the hottest emcee, y'all a fired fired

Huh, yes, uh, ah, yes, uh, yes, hah, c'mon
(You are now rockin' wit' the best)
Woo! Brooklyn, New York City
Hah, take 'em there, Doc
Hah, uh, yeah, Black, Jack, c'mon
So incredible! Fantastic! (oh!)
Freak Daddy shit fire!

C'mon (woo!) nigga, rock to it
Uh (uh), hah (hah), yeah (yeah)
(Clap your hands now, people, clap your hands)
Ridin' high (high)
Ridin' low (low)
(Clap your hands now, people, clap your hands)
Ridin' clean (clean)
Ridin' dirty (dirty)
No-body high as we are, Black Jack Johnson
(Clap your hands now, people, clap your hands)
Told you my hot was incredible, y'all
(Clap your hands now, people, clap your hands)
Woo! (woo!)
(Clap your hands now, people, clap your hands)
Tell 'em again
(Clap your hands now, people, clap your hands)
Hey, I don't think y'all heard me

(Clap your hands now, people, clap your hands)
Black, Jack, Johnson ain't scared of you motherfuckers!

Who Wrote The Jump Off [*] By Ludacris?

Calvin Broadus, Harry Casey, Harry Wayne Casey, Gary Miller, Mark Richardson, Dante Smith, Douglas Arthur Wimbish

What's The Duration Of The The Jump Off [*] By Ludacris?

The duration of The Jump Off [*] is 4:21 minutes and seconds.

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