Lyrics E–40 – Jumpin’ Like Mine

(Groupie on the beat)

Steady ducking on her one time
24 always on the grind
Money always stay on my mind

Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
(Ain’t jumpin like mine)

Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
(Ain’t jumpin like mine)

All of my hyenas having fedy
Japanese venom in giuseppe’s
Niggas in they heavy and they ready
Turn a niggas brain into spaghetti
Some niggas be like bitches they be messy
Leave a sucker leakin in his chevy
Ruger 45 be my wepy
Just incase a hater try and test me
Cookin and flippin the cola
Then I get eggs and bazoli
A goon with a spoon
My plugs the shit
Fronted me a brick
And told me how to whip
Players gettin pegs from the plague
Trap boomin like I threw a hand grenade
You need a elbow of that bubble gum

Me and my niggas

Steady ducking on her one time
24 always on the grind
Money always stay on my mind
Hella cars wrist on shine
Gettin it its all mine
(Its all mine)

Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
(Ain’t jumpin like mine)

Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
(Ain’t jumpin like mine)

Cuzin
Niggas traps ain’t jumpin like mine
I got the feens in a single file line
You could hit me for the dro that’s fine
Got to be in belize cause I don’t do dimes

I got a lot of traffic in n out of my apartment
Its like k mart cause its got different departments
Gettin dough look at my garments
I’m the man on the call me clark kents
Aka banana on scanner on getting dough on camera phone
Flip a zone to get my cheppers on
Took a striiper home for not leavin my zippper alone
I’m hella gone patron that’s a bitch diggin my cologne
When I’m in my old school it feels just like a lam
Like k d you know my truck slams
Niggas hatin on me I don’t give a dam
Sick with it pig trap hose goin ham

Steady ducking on her one time
24 always on the grind
Money always stay on my mind
Hella cars wrist on shine
Gettin it its all mine
(Its all mine)

Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
(Ain’t jumpin like mine)

Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
(Ain’t jumpin like mine)

I got a whole lot of luiqy in me
I got a whole lotta niggas with me
We got a whole lotta cash on us
She has a whole lota asss don’t she
My youngin he’d blast for me
As soon as I give him the pass homie
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till the tags on it
20 racks I drop bands on it
4 bottles of that gleeko
We ballin no free throw
On tour for what they sit guys
500 a box hhhuuhhhh
Fly fat niggah ain’t I
But bitches love us ask tamar
They’ll all be hatin on us bro
Bet they gon have to re-go

Steady ducking on her one time
24 always on the grind
Money always stay on my mind
Hella cars wrist on shine
Gettin it its all mine
(Its all mine)

Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
(Ain’t jumpin like mine)

Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
Ya trap ain’t jumpin like mine
(Ain’t jumpin like mine)