Viper - Jumpin' out the Gym lyrics
[Viper - Jumpin' out the Gym lyrics]
I want to get to know you
So I can get to, hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
I want to get to know you
So I can get to, hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
I'm tha 6'2 shorty
That's jumpin' out the gym
Full court ballin' boys watchin' as
I soar over them (Two hand dunks on em')
Catch me runnin' on, my hops on stuntin'
My goons with me watching me fly
So your click ain't sayin' nothing (At all)
Stupid bad coke bottle model by my side
Whispering in my ear first date
In them guts she let me slide (holla)
I tell my crew to go back to my ride
Risin' to the occasion, takin' top flight
Another day on the hoop court, undefeated
Even them niggas in the NBA cannot beat me
Shower up, then hit the club 20 deep
Stupid cash in my pockets, everything on me
(It's easy)
This is how I ball every day of the week
Another day in the life of the southwest
(Top choice assassin)
I want to get to know you
So I can get to, hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
I want to get to know you
So I can get to, hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
S T-U-N T-IN (Stuntin')
Flying on these boys time and time again
Top down, no shirt no shades
Blessed by my infamy boys see and stop
And can't figure out who I be
(Who that there?)
Watch me drivin' by in something
Nasty that's foreign made
Or something American that's 80k
Off the chain (That's change)
Or in that new range, my money is insane
Your money gauge stuck on empty
Mine stuck on paid
I'm the top choice assassin, AKA Lee Carter
Your swag's on cut third string
My swag's an all-star starter
Your hustle stuck on front
My hustle stuck on stunt
You should see the crib I bought for
Me and both of my sons
(What up Abraham and Zander)
If you ain't lost, stay on your J-O-B
Do whatever you gotta do, to get like me
And keep it 100 homie
Your age is how you should act
Because the only black pussy niggas I
Ever knew were younger cats
(I keep that pistol play)
I want to get to know you
So I can get to hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
I want to get to know you
So I can get to, hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
So I can get to, hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
I want to get to know you
So I can get to, hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
I'm tha 6'2 shorty
That's jumpin' out the gym
Full court ballin' boys watchin' as
I soar over them (Two hand dunks on em')
Catch me runnin' on, my hops on stuntin'
My goons with me watching me fly
So your click ain't sayin' nothing (At all)
Stupid bad coke bottle model by my side
Whispering in my ear first date
In them guts she let me slide (holla)
I tell my crew to go back to my ride
Risin' to the occasion, takin' top flight
Another day on the hoop court, undefeated
Even them niggas in the NBA cannot beat me
Shower up, then hit the club 20 deep
Stupid cash in my pockets, everything on me
(It's easy)
This is how I ball every day of the week
Another day in the life of the southwest
(Top choice assassin)
I want to get to know you
So I can get to, hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
I want to get to know you
So I can get to, hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
S T-U-N T-IN (Stuntin')
Flying on these boys time and time again
Top down, no shirt no shades
Blessed by my infamy boys see and stop
And can't figure out who I be
(Who that there?)
Watch me drivin' by in something
Nasty that's foreign made
Or something American that's 80k
Off the chain (That's change)
Or in that new range, my money is insane
Your money gauge stuck on empty
Mine stuck on paid
I'm the top choice assassin, AKA Lee Carter
Your swag's on cut third string
My swag's an all-star starter
Your hustle stuck on front
My hustle stuck on stunt
You should see the crib I bought for
Me and both of my sons
(What up Abraham and Zander)
If you ain't lost, stay on your J-O-B
Do whatever you gotta do, to get like me
And keep it 100 homie
Your age is how you should act
Because the only black pussy niggas I
Ever knew were younger cats
(I keep that pistol play)
I want to get to know you
So I can get to hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to
I want to get to know you
So I can get to, hold you
I want to stop the waiting game
Move up to you, and ask you if you want to