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Mystikal
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Boo! I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) Up (What?) Down (What?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) Up (What?) Down (What?) I ain't got no more ass left bitch, I rap it off You just ain't gon' have no more head after I snatch it off What in the fuck is you thinkin', you can't do shit if you stankin' Keep 'em thinkin' if I said it then it's done I give a fuck what you bringin' 'cause my thang still gon' be swangin' You hear them fuckin' choppers cuttin', niggas run, nigga Hike, nigga, hut one, nigga, want some? Ain't none, buck you up, represent where I come from Fronts and brown blunts, New Orleans get down some Recognize a fuckin' killer when you be around 'em Valiums and speed, coke and dope and weed Steroids and alcohol, but still a fuckin' athlete Cock strong, with my jack strap on 'Fore the time clock gone, 'bout to run the rock home Your ace boon coon in the hole in the clutch In the pocket on the field, when the down gets touched Uh-oh! I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) Up (What?) Down (What?) Lookin' tackled by the style I'm usin' Got all my adversaries cruisin' for a bruisin' with contusions Cuts and lacerations, broken bones and open sores Ripped spleens, sprained ankles and broken nose I bust the microphone I rip on I step on the stage to get my grip on That's when you get the stiff arm It's on and I'm the shit, homes Fucked around and lost count the bitches I put the dick on My alter ego attitude when I talk to people Fuckin' call me the hometown hero I'm the center of attention, time for good discussion It's understood, they already know without me sayin' nothin' It's been like that since these niggas down here been wearin' Ballys I'm off the heezy, I'm the reason for this pep rally So stuck on myself sometimes it's like I ain't got no mind I said fuck it, dive over the crowd like the goal line Uh-oh! I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) Up (What?) Down (What?) Here I come, here I go Uh-oh! Jump, run, jump What you wan' do? What you gon' do? Let me know, girl, jump, jump Nigga, you just like ten yards, always the first down Be the first motherfucker off the bus but be the last nigga to clown Old sometimin' ass nigga, old fake regular, regular Everyday common ass, no drama ass nigga I keep these niggas sippin' on soup and takin' Advil Punishin' they motherfuckin' ass and keepin' it that real Ain't nothin' you can do to keep a nigga off the scoreboard It's fourth and four, fuckin' right I'm goin' for it Uh-oh! I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) Up (What?) Down (What?) Uh-oh! Here I come, here I go Uh-oh! Jump, run, jump What you wan' do? What you gon' do? Let me know, girl, jump, jump I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) I can jump (How high?) Up (What?) Down (What?)