Twinz - Jump Ta This lyrics

Jump ta this Jump ta this Jump ta this Who can make em jump? [Trip Locc] We slid into the party at about ten Order Hennessey, my doggs on juice and gin We found a spot in the cut Baby girl with the jeans got a gang of bu*t (god damn) So she gets the thumbs up No doubt that she's checkin me out But a fine white dandy with her tongue our her mouth Is straight manage, ain't hold nothin back If her man's in the house I know he's mad for that Or she's with her mother too with a skirt on (whys that?) So we can get our flirt on Cuz ain't nothin wrong with gettin it on if you know what I mean An stayin down for the winning team So I kick some conversation to that a** real quick From beginnin to end she stayed right on my tip Its a trip, I might have to f** tonight, psyche I'd rather stay as high as a kite Now ask me (Chorus) Who can make jump to this I can make em jump Who can make jump to this Can you make em jump Who can make jump to this We can make em jump Who can make em jump Well jump b**h [Wayniac] We still up in the party layin low Wonder why them trick sick n***as playin ho (I know) They still on the simp mode, ya shoulda asked tha Twinz Cuz they be on the real sh** instead, instead of givin ends Now first things first, who's the bait for the night We still trump tight and can't be faded by the hype Might be in the clouds from the herb, don't trip I'm like the Locc, stay in focus when its time to dip Grab my drink and its on (yeah) I see ya groovin to the music well lets get it on (its all good) Playa hataz in the cut on the prowl Tryin to find a way to put some sh** in my style But I'll, just keep it on the D-L I dont never put in work when its time to bell (oh well) Shoulda knew it wasn't poppin like that Now she's caught up on this n***a Wayniac Now... (Chorus) Who can make jump to this I can make em jump Who can make jump to this Can you make em jump Who can make jump to this We can make em jump Who can make em jump Well jump b**h [Twinz] At a club is outta clothes mo (?) Hoes is froze, lookin for the one got chose n***as outside posted up, bumpin the beat s**a written on they face Cuz you know they goin trip It gets deeper peep, I got the whole world up Conversation blew her mind now she's all shook up You know the time, mind blowin, they dont be knowin bout the Twinz Still on the mission stackin ends (hold up) No time for the bullsh**, who is the bigger pimp? Station myself away from the mother simps Cuz I got game, straight game Eastside born and raised, Wayniac flip the page So you know it ain't no half steppin When it comes to shootin game, ain't no second guessin Recognize how we roll, cuz we roll thick It dont stop, G-Funk Era wit another hit trick Now... (Chorus) x2 Who can make jump to this I can make em jump Who can make jump to this Can you make em jump Who can make jump to this We can make em jump Who can make em jump Well jump b**h