Eek-A-Mouse, Mungo’s Hi Fi, Soom T - Jump Up Quickly lyrics

[Eek-A-Mouse, Mungo’s Hi Fi, Soom T - Jump Up Quickly lyrics]

So we jump up quickly
But we're bothered not fine you
Would like to get risky
'membered you were silly
Come ditty with a pretty chicky
For the good days so when you get with me
We can tell em what to do before we rip it
Up like a bong get busy
Yeah muckin with the sound gettin
High in the city

Sick of your chat and we'll both die
Gettin me wired through the sub
And the bass slap singing what?
When my first yap yap and the bass slap
Off a raw rap and a fat track
And erase a' the rats
Look at that skittered with a bat
Rugged to the ra like a yaya
On the ganja making dub slap
For the ones who rap like a boom in the GYAH
I'm sick of your chat
With the tat tat, tic tac
No white nuns in black fleein the bee attack
Killers and I loose
The words that I don't know where to look
See a mouse to a foot
Don't wanna end up wasted lackin no boot
I disgrace it for the sticker
From my lime Paul shoe
With a jammy I am for the keenos
I'd concur if it were true

So we jump up quickly
But we're bothered not fine you
Would like to get risky
'membered you were silly
Come ditty with a pretty chicky
For the good days so when you get with me
We can tell em what to do before we rip it
Up like a bong get busy
Yeah muckin with the sound gettin
High in the city

Scales of a ninja better liver, killer
Inter cities, locals and the filler
Lets go we's unlockin a few bag of milla
Then highway trippin to luck a chinchilla
'nother drilla
Water that pill and clubbin' high
Equals sucks like a rubbery godzilla
To buy a silicone d'you never
Ever get in the fold
Think bigga rhythm killer and the filler
Hit a clock with electric shocks
Til the block knocked off
Like quays from a dock get em chum
And he copped smelly mock top
Smelly long Jo's who's a long shot
But have rushed off to the top
When your tale of heart brothers save spot
To make home make tip top
Never got lost with a trip mate up
Fast intercity don't stop
Gimme walking but eat don't drop

Ready to cook with a griddle and top
Don't stop with the riddle
Break rules in the block
Get gold with a slingshot an' an 'ard rock
Input channels like ash through a car bong
Sucks work off, jump get it on
With the system mould on the
Heels of the rat song
With my first chat on the sub drum
Singing dun da dun da dun dum
Like a hot knife through butter
Cut this waxy smooth n' we'll bun a cutter
Like a shit with golden budda
High quality cheese motherfucker
Here we get that sucker
Imma trip with a stoned eye
Cake in the other
Hearse with eight legs that makes his mother
Ready for a reaction on my face in the gutter
Never swap this beat for another

So we jump up quickly
But we're bothered not fine you
Would like to get risky
'membered you were silly
Come ditty with a pretty chicky
For the good days so when you get with me
We can tell em what to do before we rip it
Up like a bong get busy
Yeah muckin with the sound gettin
High in the city

I could have told you
I could have told you bout that
If I had known you as a tyrant
Would you wanna take back
How would you say all is fair in love
And all is fair in war
It's easy to say I'll be
There when you call
I could have told you that
So come when I know

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