Jump Jiggy Lyrics - Lights Out - Lil Wayne

We gone make 'em: 

(Chorus 2x) 

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, 

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive 

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, 

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive 

(Verse 1) 

I tell 'em no lie 

I blow by wit the Bentleys wit the O eyes 

I low-ride, cuz these 20 inch rims just make it so hot 

You know I, been had Twinkie, look at the pinky 

And the link be all the way down to the nuts, diamonds twinklin' 

They think you need to stop they say it's not called for 

It's such a small car for it cost more than a ballpark 

See my life is high priced, a lot a room a lot a bling 

My ice is like Andrew Dice "Ba-Da-Boom, Ba-Da-Bing" 

I'm tryin' to see flying in a Lamborghini 

Wit your girl right beside me in a tan bikini 

Cut the music down and tell her, "hey ya man's a weenie" 

Plus I'm hot and got more iceberg than damn Bananeeie 

And I'm just a teenager and I make this dough 

Pull out my bankcard and Bill Gates feel broke 

And I keep it on a hush but I'm richer than normal 

And a frost bit wrist, have me sniffin and coughin 

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(Chorus 2x) 

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, 

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive 

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump, 

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive 

(Verse 2) 

You know, pistol on my side fully loaded 

I drive slowly, wit televisions watching Kobe 

Pull over by some broad; make her hop right in a blow me 

And suck a nigga drive, then its, "slut get out my ride" 

Have you heard about, shorty be Iceberged out 

Got them birds real affordable, so get the word out 

And you still can see the grill wit the lights burn out 

Nothin' lil' about the wheels on my bright orange drop 

I'm thuggin and pimped out, flossin and glissed out 

Sit my arm in warm water, I'm thawin my wrist out 

Got quarters in this house, ki's in that van, 

Got ounces in her ride, and G's in that bag 

Shhh, You hear that, here come Weezy on his way in a platinum leer jet 

We gamblin' nigga bet, bet nigga disrespect and he get dampled and wet 

Whole goddamn family get trampled wit that 

I make 'em: 

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(Chorus 2x) 

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump 

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive 

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump 

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive 

Alright I bounce for the 17 and jump for the Grover 

Just put TV's and bump in the Rover 

Slump the bitch over, cum on her shoulder 

Bet I make the slut eat it up like yogurt 

Wrists is ferocious, dick just bogus 

Fuck a hoe watch she come back like a chorus 

Life on Ann Deloris met her in a? 

She like to snort coke, you should see the size of her nose is 

We really the ones controllin', no choices 

And we got Guns and Roses, Rolls Royces 

Beefin' ain't fake, not to mention 

all our rides are dubbed like blank tapes 

I really think my jewelry and lights have somethin' in common 

Cuz everytime you put them bitches on they start shinin' 

The shit is mind blowin' 

As a matter of fact I got a bitch that's mind blowin' 

She give my head a blow job, I guess she's mind blowin' 

(Chorus 3 1/2x) 

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump 

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive 

Jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jump 

Jiggy, jump, jiggy, jiggy, jump, jiggy, jump, jive