Jump N' Move (feat. Jamalski)

Big Rough Neck respect To all the bad boy And all the bad boy coke-a Jamala gonna pass you And when he pass you It's like a volcanic eruption Ribbit They all Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Stop Follow me Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Stop No This is Jama Lama Rough Neck MC I'mma set up on every riddim Mami, sit down say me When they all gon make fun Have the mentality I'mma set up every riddim with intelligency What if I go walk New York? What if I go walk Jersey? What if I go walk in a fencer in'a Germany What if they all up on the mic and chop reality? Anytime I come, they's around the party I'mma jump on the mic with the Brand New Heavies and Ooh, lots of talk, ? Mr. Malski I may Jimmy boy Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Stop Bim Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Stop Follow me Now yes, jinga (?) Jama is a Rough Neck MC They set him up at every riddim They said, sit down said he Tournament Well, at Italy When my old pal and my girlfriend Gon' run the country So I jump on a plane I jump on a bus I reach DC Well, I'm Reagan, I'm Mrs. Nancy Mrs. Nancy, she was feeling horny She wanted Jamala kid to smoke sensi But damnit, my man Jama don't want no LSD So me set em up, the riddim is psycho so then we all (?) Move your back and Move your bel-ly-ly-ly-ly No doubt, my lovely have to run the country I'mma set up the riddim of it Move me Move me back Move me eye, mon Move everything Worldwide Jamala Rough Neck chicken They set up every riddim, Mami They keep bubbling They call Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' stop Bim Follow me at dancehall Pick out your Magnum Yes, you have a little shot Pram, pram ? Bought by a town Bought by a country It's time my man Jamal to come Meet Mr. Malkski They set em up the riddim Sit down, me Billy boy A-B-C-D-E-F-G, no H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P, no Q-R-S and T-U-V W-X and Y and Z I'mma imagine my Jamal, me know me ABC's I'mma sit up on the riddim I'mma sit low, city Get on the mic, chop reality So I jump on a plane I jump on a bus I reach Italy When we reach Italy Said the mafia wanted me But they heard I was on With the Brand New Heavies Barfing up wine and So I jump on a plane I jump on a bus I reach Miami We reach Miami and then smoke sensi Worldwide Jamalama shock whole city Step on the mic with 'nuff reality They all Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move stop Bim Worldwide Jama up on the mic Yes, we have a little shot Pram, pram I'm a super mad and Wicked, wild, crazy MC I'm a super-duper Now a trooper Mr. Malski This is not Bart Simpson On a Dick JZ Not Bart Not Barbara Bush And no Mrs. Nancy Not It's I'mma Jama Jama, no me crazy I'mma set up the riddim Sit down, sit me boy Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' Jump 'N' Move 'N' stop Bim Follow me at dancehall Whip out your magnum Yes, we have a little shot Pram, pram Jersey We have a little shot Fi the bad boy Plus we have a little shot Pram, pram Fi the rude boy posse Pram, pram Fi Jamalski Pram, pram Fi the Brand New Heavies Pram, pram Fi every posse Pram, pram Pram, pram Pram, pram, pram, pram, pram Pram, pram Ribbit He's out Our rude boy now go Jamalski went passed you Yes Ribbit