Put em up. Now put em up. M M G. I don't know what these haters be talking I pop any chick that I want. Put your girl in the back of that 'Bach main two reasons she ain't gone front.
Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman. Jumpman, Jumpman, Jumpman. Ain't nobody tell 'em, this ain't what they want man. You ain't really write it, I'm like "who's your stuntman?".