Woo (Happy Holiday)
Leh' go, ayy, look (Hitmaka)
Big body, jumpin' lanes, bitch, move it (move, bitch)
Lights jumpin' off my wrist, shit movin'
Fifty deep, case a bitch jump stupid (woo)
If I say "Jump," bet they all gon' do it (let's go)
Kash say, "Jump," then I bet they gon' do it (ayy)
Kash say, "Jump," everybody better do it (look)
Better do it
Jumpin' in and out of planes, need a parachute
Steppin' on these bitches toes, like a pair of shoes (bitch)
Gettin' paid, while you bitches still payin' dues
Put that little paper up, 'fore I embarrass you (that's right)
Put that little paper up, 'fore I embarrass you (put it up)
Put that little paper up, 'fore I embarrass you (put that shit up)
Tear drop diamonds, only time I'm in my feelings
She think she eatin'? (What?)
"No thanks" is what it's giving
Bitches never leave the casa, still takin' shots
I'm forever D, never leave the block (never leave the block)
I'm forever D, never leave the block
I'm forever D, never leave the block (Detroit)
Big body, jumpin' lanes, bitch, move it (move, bitch)
Lights jumpin' off my wrist, shit movin'
Fifty deep, case a bitch jump stupid (woo)
If I say "Jump," bet they all gon' do it (come on)
Kash say, "Jump," then I bet they gon' do it (ayy)
Kash say, "Jump," everybody better do it
Hoes swear they certified, they ain't steppin' shit
What I spent on my nails, I could pay your rent (uh)
You don't really want smoke, you just hope you'll trend
Bitch, you wouldn't lay a finger on this Dior print (facts)
Or the Celine print, or the Louis print
The Loewe, the Chanel or the Pucci print (bitch)
Doors up on the plat', countin' Elon money
That nigga you be callin' king, he a peon to me (f*ck that nigga)
Look, bad bitch, touchdown, like the goal line
Act out, green light, bitch, go time (let's go)
Act out, green light, bitch, go time (let's go)
Act out, green light, bitch, go time
Big body, jumpin' lanes, bitch, move it (move, bitch)
Lights jumpin' off my wrist, shit movin'
Fifty deep, case a bitch jump stupid (woo)
If I say "Jump," bet they all gon' do it (come on)
Kash say, "Jump," then I bet they gon' do it (ayy)
Kash say, "Jump," everybody better do it (look)
Better do it
Jump Video (MV)
Performed By: Kash Doll
Language: English
Length: 1:41
Written by: Arkeisha Knight, Jeremiah Lordan, Kirsten Spencer, Mitchell Vinson, Rickey Carly
Kash Doll - Jump Lyrics
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Woo (Happy Holiday)
Leh' go, ayy, look (Hitmaka)
Big body, jumpin' lanes, bitch, move it (move, bitch)
Lights jumpin' off my wrist, shit movin'
Fifty deep, case a bitch jump stupid (woo)
If I say "Jump," bet they all gon' do it (let's go)
Kash say, "Jump," then I bet they gon' do it (ayy)
Kash say, "Jump," everybody better do it (look)
Better do it
Jumpin' in and out of planes, need a parachute
Steppin' on these bitches toes, like a pair of shoes (bitch)
Gettin' paid, while you bitches still payin' dues
Put that little paper up, 'fore I embarrass you (that's right)
Put that little paper up, 'fore I embarrass you (put it up)
Put that little paper up, 'fore I embarrass you (put that shit up)
Tear drop diamonds, only time I'm in my feelings
She think she eatin'? (What?)
"No thanks" is what it's giving
Bitches never leave the casa, still takin' shots
I'm forever D, never leave the block (never leave the block)
I'm forever D, never leave the block
I'm forever D, never leave the block (Detroit)
Big body, jumpin' lanes, bitch, move it (move, bitch)
Lights jumpin' off my wrist, shit movin'
Fifty deep, case a bitch jump stupid (woo)
If I say "Jump," bet they all gon' do it (come on)
Kash say, "Jump," then I bet they gon' do it (ayy)
Kash say, "Jump," everybody better do it
Hoes swear they certified, they ain't steppin' shit
What I spent on my nails, I could pay your rent (uh)
You don't really want smoke, you just hope you'll trend
Bitch, you wouldn't lay a finger on this Dior print (facts)
Or the Celine print, or the Louis print
The Loewe, the Chanel or the Pucci print (bitch)
Doors up on the plat', countin' Elon money
That nigga you be callin' king, he a peon to me (f*ck that nigga)
Look, bad bitch, touchdown, like the goal line
Act out, green light, bitch, go time (let's go)
Act out, green light, bitch, go time (let's go)
Act out, green light, bitch, go time
Big body, jumpin' lanes, bitch, move it (move, bitch)
Lights jumpin' off my wrist, shit movin'
Fifty deep, case a bitch jump stupid (woo)
If I say "Jump," bet they all gon' do it (come on)
Kash say, "Jump," then I bet they gon' do it (ayy)
Kash say, "Jump," everybody better do it (look)
Better do it
Leh' go, ayy, look (Hitmaka)
Big body, jumpin' lanes, bitch, move it (move, bitch)
Lights jumpin' off my wrist, shit movin'
Fifty deep, case a bitch jump stupid (woo)
If I say "Jump," bet they all gon' do it (let's go)
Kash say, "Jump," then I bet they gon' do it (ayy)
Kash say, "Jump," everybody better do it (look)
Better do it
Jumpin' in and out of planes, need a parachute
Steppin' on these bitches toes, like a pair of shoes (bitch)
Gettin' paid, while you bitches still payin' dues
Put that little paper up, 'fore I embarrass you (that's right)
Put that little paper up, 'fore I embarrass you (put it up)
Put that little paper up, 'fore I embarrass you (put that shit up)
Tear drop diamonds, only time I'm in my feelings
She think she eatin'? (What?)
"No thanks" is what it's giving
Bitches never leave the casa, still takin' shots
I'm forever D, never leave the block (never leave the block)
I'm forever D, never leave the block
I'm forever D, never leave the block (Detroit)
Big body, jumpin' lanes, bitch, move it (move, bitch)
Lights jumpin' off my wrist, shit movin'
Fifty deep, case a bitch jump stupid (woo)
If I say "Jump," bet they all gon' do it (come on)
Kash say, "Jump," then I bet they gon' do it (ayy)
Kash say, "Jump," everybody better do it
Hoes swear they certified, they ain't steppin' shit
What I spent on my nails, I could pay your rent (uh)
You don't really want smoke, you just hope you'll trend
Bitch, you wouldn't lay a finger on this Dior print (facts)
Or the Celine print, or the Louis print
The Loewe, the Chanel or the Pucci print (bitch)
Doors up on the plat', countin' Elon money
That nigga you be callin' king, he a peon to me (f*ck that nigga)
Look, bad bitch, touchdown, like the goal line
Act out, green light, bitch, go time (let's go)
Act out, green light, bitch, go time (let's go)
Act out, green light, bitch, go time
Big body, jumpin' lanes, bitch, move it (move, bitch)
Lights jumpin' off my wrist, shit movin'
Fifty deep, case a bitch jump stupid (woo)
If I say "Jump," bet they all gon' do it (come on)
Kash say, "Jump," then I bet they gon' do it (ayy)
Kash say, "Jump," everybody better do it (look)
Better do it
Writer: Arkeisha Knight, Jeremiah Lordan, Kirsten Spencer, Mitchell Vinson, Rickey Carly
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC