Album : Lights Out
Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
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 Bentleys wit the O eyes
I low-ride, 'cause these 20 inch rims just make it so hot
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 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 bankroll and Bill Gates still broke
And I keep it on a hush but I'm richer than normal
And a frost bit wrist, have me sniffin' the carpet

[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 throwin' my wrist out
Got quarters in this house, ki's in that van,
Got ounces in her ride, 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 that
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 the 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
Life on Ann Deloris met her in a ???
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
'cause 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
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 Bentleys wit the O eyes   I low-ride, 'cause these 20 inch rims just make it so hot   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 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 bankroll and Bill Gates still broke   And I keep it on a hush but I'm richer than normal   And a frost bit wrist, have me sniffin' the carpet      [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 throwin' my wrist out   Got quarters in this house, ki's in that van,   Got ounces in her ride, 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 that   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 the 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   Life on Ann Deloris met her in a ???   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    'cause 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