Drake - Jumpman lyrics

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Drake - Jumpman lyrics

Yeah Halloween Taliban, Taliban 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 You don't have to call I hit my dance like Usher I just found my tempo like I'm DJ mustard I hit the Ginobili with my left hand up like woo Lobster and celine for all my babies that I miss Chicken fingers, french fries for them hoes that wanna diss Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something Uh, uh, uh think I need some Robitussin Way too many questions you must think I trust you You searching for answers I do not know nothing (woo!) I see em tweaking they know something coming (woo!) Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something (woo!) Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, f** was you expecting? (woo!) Chi-town chi-town Michael Jordan just said text me (woo!) Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman I just seen the jet take off they up to something Them boys just not bluffing them boys just not bluffing Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman, them boys up to something She was trying join the team I told her wait Chicken wings and fries we don't go on dates Nobu Nobu Nobu Nobu Nobu nobu I just throwed a private dinner in LA Trapping is a hobby thats the way for me Man they coming fast they never getting sleep I, I just had to buy another safe Bentley Spurs and Phantoms Jordan Fadeaway meaning byAmandaH , Editor Music writer Matthew Ramirez claims that Drake on "Jumpman" is trying to do his best Young Thug, making the song come off as inauthentic. Real or not, it was a… See all Yeah Jumpman, Jumpman, I don't need no introduction Jumpman, Jumpman, Metro Boomin on production, wow Hundred cousins out in Memphis they so country, wow Tell her stay the night, valet your car, come f** me now Jumpman, Jumpman, live on TNT I'm flexing (ooh!) Jumpman, Jumpman they gave me my own collection (ooh!) Jump when I say jump, girl can you take direction? (Ooh!) Mutombo with the b**hes, you keep getting rejected (woo!) Heard they came through magic city on a Monday Heard they had the club wild, it was star studded A bunch of girls going wild when your chain flooded And I had em like wow, cup dirty Dopeman dopeman dopeman dopeman dopeman dopeman Money on the counter, choppers on the floor I just caught that tempo, DJ Mustard (woo!) Way too much codeine and Adderall We just count up paper racks, woooah I know I'mma get my b**h back, woooah I count all these racks that I have on me now I'mma have you like woah Chanel number 9, Chanel number 5, well you got 'em both 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

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