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🎸 Intro: B B B B B B B B 🎸 Verse 1: E5 Gm Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin E5 Gm I came to win, battle me that's a sin E5 Gm I won't ever slack up, punk you better back up E5 Gm Try and play the role and yo the whole crew'll act up E5 Gm Get up stand up, c'mon throw your hands up E5 Gm If you've got the feeling, jump across the ceiling E5 Gm Muggs lifts a funk flow, someone's talking junk E5 Gm Yo I bust him in the eye, and then I'll take the punk's hoe E5 Gm Feeling, funking, amps in the trunk and E5 Gm I got more rhymes than there's cops at a Dunkin' E5 Gm Donuts shop sho' nuff, I got props E5 Gm From the kids on the hill, plus my mom and my pops
Pre-Chorus E5 Gm I came to get down, I came to get down E5 Gm So get out your seat and jump around E5 Gm Jump around E5 Gm Jump around E5 Gm Jump around E5 Gm Jump up, jump up and get down E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump (Everybody jump) E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump (Everybody jump) E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump 🎸 Verse 1: E5 Gm I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe E5 Gm If your girl steps up, I'm smacking the hoe E5 Gm Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs E5 Gm I got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms E5 Gm And just like the Prodigal Son I've returned E5 Gm Anyone stepping to me, you'll get burned E5 Gm 'Cause I got lyrics, but you ain't got none E5 Gm If you come to battle bring a shotgun (shotgun) E5 Gm But if you do you're a fool, 'cause I duel, to the death E5 Gm Trying to step to me, you'll take your last breath E5 Gm I got the skills, come get your fill E5 Gm 'Cause when I shoot the gift, I shoot to kill Pre-Chorus E5 Gm I came to get down, I came to get down E5 Gm So get out your seat and jump around E5 Gm Jump around E5 Gm Jump around E5 Gm Jump around E5 Gm Jump up, jump up and get down E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump (Everybody jump) E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump (Everybody jump) E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump 🎸 Verse 1: E5 Gm I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top E5 Gm I never eat a pig, 'cause a pig is a cop E5 Gm Or better yet a Terminator, like Arnold Schwarzanegger E5 Gm Try to play me out like, as if my name was Sega E5 Gm But I ain't going out like no punk bitch E5 Gm Get used to one style and yo and I might switch E5 Gm It up up and around, then buck buck you down E5 Gm Put out your head and then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead E5 Gm I'm coming to get ya, I'm coming to get ya E5 Gm Spitting out lyrics, homie I'll wet ya Pre-Chorus E5 Gm I came to get down, I came to get down E5 Gm So get out your seat and jump around E5 Gm Jump around E5 Gm Jump around E5 Gm Jump around E5 Gm Jump up, jump up and get down E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump (Everybody jump) E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump (Everybody jump) E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump (Everybody jump) E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump (Everybody jump) E5 Gm Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump
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