The Jump Off (Dirty)

Lyrics

Cvees (ft. Probe DMS, Ike P, and Swave Sevah) - "The Jump Off" [Emcee(s): Probe DMS, Ike P, and Swave Sevah] [Producer(s): Jon Solo and Probe DMS] [Verse 1: Probe DMS] It's how I'm nice and you could tell that I was born to rhyme I could stick mad words in a line like Kweli and still be on time White chicks be like, "Darling, you're fucking all mine" Puerto Rican chicks be like, "Papi, I know you want mine" I'll make their hearts skip spitting a skit So when I drop a full verse, shit be ready to burst, you know? I'm sick first, cool second, and crass last You don't believe me? Bitch, give me that ass fast Of course I'm like a Porsche or just as fast On the course, watch the wheels scorch then blast Past ya, then spin out of control to cause a disaster [?] you know I'm a misaster So all you niggas, just pack your bags up Your vocals sound busted and all jacked up, so what? So while this guitar accompanies me I'ma see if y'all ogres start jumping for me. Come on [Hook: Probe DMS and (Ike P and Swave Sevah)] Jump off (Jump off). It's the jump off (The jump off) Yo, the jump off (The jump off). It's the jump off (The jump off) Yo, the jump off (The jump off). It's the jump off (The jump off) Yo, the jump off (The jump off). Come on, jump the jump Jump off (Jump off). It's the jump off (The jump off) Yo, jump off (The jump off). It's the jump off (The jump off) Yo, jump off (The jump off). It's the jump off (The jump off) Yo, jump off (The jump off). Come on, jump off [Verse 2: Ike P] Ayyo, it's the jump off. Find a roof and jump off, get a slut And bust your nuts off, then break off, use the back To break yours, pop your gat to lay laws, use your face For arts and crafts with a gym star [?] [?] that we hard, zippy as A people when any leaving police cars. Cvees Is exquisard. Ike P be bizarre Plus chief is the last of the retards. Whole- -heartedly, god. Didn't mean to be harsh, but I know The beef between us needs to be squashed. I had issues Take you back to Bethlehem and let the stones get you I'm known for the flows that bend a missile If my opinion piss you off a little, I don't give a fuck I'll speak my mind and that's what's up Rob you blind then lay in the cut, give niggas hard times With rhymes—never again a mic they'll touch. Come on [Hook: Ike P and (Probe DMS and Swave Sevah)] Jump off (Jump off). The jump off (The jump off) The jump off (The jump off). It's the jump off (The jump off) The jump off (The jump off). The jump off (The jump off) The jump off (The jump off). The jump, the jump The jump off (Jump off). The jump off (The jump off) The jump off (The jump off). It's the jump off (The jump off) Yeah, jump off (The jump off). The jump off (The jump off) The jump off (The jump off). The jump off [Verse 3: Swave Sevah] It's about to jump off up in here. Better watch what You say. Lot of niggas getting jumped this year Starting trouble, hard liquor and a couple of beers and I'm To the point I'm drunk and don't care, blow the hash Hydro, purple haze, and the skunk in the air And wile out—hope everyone coming prepared. I'm 'bout To fuck up this party. This empty bottle of Bacardi I'm about to launch—so what if it hits somebody? This the jump off, a song to vibe to, song to get high to Song to pump up your systems to the max and drive to Song to make your head nod to, song for the block or A song to bump when your booty call slide through This song's perfect, fits any mood, all-purpose Relax and let Cvees work it—it's all worth it Underground or mainstream circuits, open up Your wallets and purchase, go to Tower and purchase [Hook: Swave Sevah and (Ike P and Probe DMS)] This the jump off (Jump off). The jump off (The jump off) The jump off (The jump off). The jump off (The jump off) It's the jump off (The jump off). Jump off (The jump off) Jump off (The jump off). Jump off The jump off (Jump off). The jump off (The jump off) Jump off (The jump off). Jump off (The jump off) It's the jump off (The jump off). Jump off (The jump off) Jump off (The jump off). Come on, jump off