Jump Lyrics

Jump Lyrics by TYLA

Original gyal, you aren't a replica

Smooth dean, no regular degular

Pretty for real and pretty pon mi cellular

Mi know say yuh hot

They never had a pretty girl from Joburg

See me now, and that's what they prefer

I don't touch no wheel 'cause I gotta chauffeur

First class, how I get 'round the world

Just miss me with the drama unless ya coming with the commas

Double it up

Oh, DJ turn the sound up 'cause we 'bout to pour the rounds up

Tell 'em double it up

From Jozi to Ibiza

They say it doesn’t get sweeter

Feel my body banging like speaker

Ooh, sweating out my concealer

Skin tight, no millimeter

And my face card make 'em feel weaker

But you know that my body is a healer

Ooh, I love to make it

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump

Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup

Haibo, you know I love to make it

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump

Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup

Haibo, you know I love to make it

Only gotta make a call and I’m here

Girl, I wanna know your vibe, oh, yeah

Listen to me, I put some carats in your ear

Make this stick jump, I want to put it in her rear

Wanna give D, I serve it like a dealer

Deep in her throat while I'm digging in her middle

I'm back in Joburg, it can't feel no realer

A perfect picture like a Polaroid

She a trophy, no award

Baby sweet and tender like sirloin

Told the chauffeur take you to a Chanel store

Ever play with you, it be a world war

Tell 'em double it up

From Jozi to Ibiza

They say it doesn’t get sweeter

Feel my body banging like speaker

Ooh, sweating out my concealer

Skin tight, no millimeter

And my face card make 'em feel weaker

But you know that my body is a healer

Ooh, I love to make it

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump

Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup

Haibo, you know I love to make it

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump

Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup

Haibo, you know I love to make it

Original gyal, you aren't a replica

Smooth dean, no regular degular

Pretty for real, and pretty pon mi cellular

Mi know say yuh hot