Jump Around (Extended Mix) - Manu Da Bas

Written by：L. Muggerud/E. Schrody

Pack it up pack it in let me begin

I came to win battle me that's a sin

I won't ever slack up punk you better back up

Try and play the role and the whole crew all act up

Get up stand up come on throw your hands up

If you've got the feeling jump up touch the ceiling

Muggs let's the funk flow someone's talking junk

I bust him in the eye and

Then I'll take the punk's ho

Feeling funking amps in the trunk

And I got more rhymes

Than there's cops at a dunking donuts shop

Sho nuff I got props

From the kids on the hill plus my mom and my pops

I came to get down I came to get down

So get out your seat and jump around

Jump around jump around jump around

Jump around jump around

Jump jump jump jump

Jump around

Jump jump jump jump

Jump around

Jump jump jump jump

Jump up jump up and get down

Jump up jump up and get down

Jump

I'll serve your a** but I'm not your hoe

If your girl steps up I'm smacking the ho

Word to your moms I came to drop bombs

I got more rhymes than the bible's got psalms

And just like the prodigal son I've returned

Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned

'Cause I got lyrics but you ain't got none

If you come to battle bring a shotgun

But if you do you're a fool

'Cause I duel to the death

Trying to step to me you'll take your last breath

I got the skills come get your fill

'Cause when I shoot the gift I shoot to kill

I came to get down I came to get down

So get out your seat and jump around

Jump around

Jump around

Jump around

Jump around

Jump around

Jump jump jump jump

Jump around

Jump jump jump jump

Jump around

Jump jump jump jump

Jump up jump up and get down

Jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump

I'm the cream of the crop I rise to the top

I never eat a pig 'cause a pig is a cop

Or better yet a terminator like around schwarzenegger

Try to play me out like as if my name was sega

But I ain't going out like no punk b**ch

Get used to one style and and I might switch

It up up and around then buck buck you down

Put out your head

And then you wake up in the dawn of the dead

I'm coming to get ya I'm coming to get ya

Spitting out lyrics homie I'll wet

I came to get down I came to get down

So get out your seat and jump around

Jump around

Jump around

Jump around

Jump up jump up and get down

Jump around

Jump jump jump jump

Jump around

Jump jump jump jump

Jump around

Jump jump jump jump

Jump up jump up and get down

Jump jump jump jump jump jump

Jump jump jump jump jump jump

Jump up jump up and get down

Jump

Jump up jump up and get down