kid c. - JUMPMAN (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something They just spent like two or three weeks out the country Them boys up to something they just not just bluffing I'm dancing right on tempo cause this sh** be bumping, woo I'll get my payslip then I'm splashing all my money, woo Maybe get some nice and friendly Asian company, woo Then end the night so damn wasted, I'll be so clumsy, dude Forget the buffet, so damn hungry, I'on't need that food I'm spitting 'bout some crazy sh** that might have happened here Might write a formal letter, better start that sh** with 'Dear' I could be wilin' out but I will make it look sincere I'm having so much fun, this club is loud, I cannot hear What you wanna tell me right now cause I don't got the time I'm focused on this real beauty, gotta get in line Might go all out for her, I will define a wine and dine The cla**y sh** won't work on her, I see it in her eyes We'll jump, man, jump, man, jump as we have the time of our lives We'll party till it's four, three, two, one, f** it, even five Her presence is so sharp, it sticks out like a f**ing knife But there's something 'bout her which just keeps me real energized [Hook] Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, we'll be up to something Considered spending two or three weeks out the country Yeah, we'll be up to something, nah, we never bluffing Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, yeah, we'll keep on jumpin' [Verse 2] Sorry, man, I didn't mean to burst your bubble But I see you every day, you be looking for trouble And you talk sh** 'hind my back, I hear you f**ing mumble Now I know never to trust you, cause you far from humble Stuntin' in my place, what the f** you doing? Steal my old b**h, she ain't new, it's nothin' Tryna roll through, what the f** you provin'? See your rubber band, no notes, you movin' Jack f**ing sh**, lay low or get hit Come through with the real 'ting, won't slip Lay low for a 'lil bit, let's dip Run past everythin', will not miss, ooh Man, I got a lotta time, what to do with my day? Maybe go out and play, lay down at the bay Might just stay in, I say, party all night, try stay awake Do everything, nothing on my plate, yeah, I'll keep up with the heavy pace, uh [Bridge] What you wanna do? What you gonna try and prove? Got the 'stacks' you tryna move from room to room, let's see 'em, ooh What you f**ing tryna do and when you gonna try and prove? You've got the stacks, the racks on racks, you're blowing up, I'll call you 'Boom' [Verse 3] Damn, for real, I haven't got a clue right now Cause if you want me real loud, I've got a penny, need a pound Just clean that frown, don't bring me down, we'll trap so hard from town to town Looking scary like we clowns but damn, for real, what we do now? Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, we'll be up to something Considered spending two or three weeks out the country Yeah, we'll be up to something, nah, we never bluffing Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, yeah, we'll keep on jumpin' Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something They just spent like two or three weeks out the country Them boys up to something they just not just bluffing Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something