YG, Twinz - Jump Ta This lyrics

Jump ta this jump ta this
Jump ta this who can make em jump?

We slid into the party at about ten
Order Hennessey, my doggs on juice and gin
We found a spot in the cut
Baby girl with the jeans got a gang of butt
(god damn) so she gets the thumbs up
No doubt that she's checkin me out
But a fine white dandy with
Her tongue our her mouth
Is straight manage, ain't hold nothin back
If her man's in the house I
Know he's mad for that
Or she's with her mother too with a skirt on
(whys that?) so we can get our flirt on
Cuz ain't nothin wrong with gettin it on
If you know what I mean
An stayin down for the winning team
So I kick some conversation to
That ass real quick
From beginnin to end she stayed
Right on my tip
Its a trip, I might have to fuck tonight
Psyche i'd rather stay as high as a kite
Now ask me

Who can make jump to this i can make em jump
Who can make jump to this
Can you make em jump
Who can make jump to this
We can make em jump who can make em jump
Well jump bitch

We still up in the party layin low
Wonder why them trick sick niggas playin ho
(I know) they still on the simp mode
Ya shoulda asked tha Twinz
Cuz they be on the real shit instead
Instead of givin ends
Now first things first
Who's the bait for the night
We still trump tight and can't
Be faded by the hype
Might be in the clouds from the herb
Don't trip i'm like the Locc
Stay in focus when it's time to dip
Grab my drink and it's on (yeah)
I see ya groovin to the music
Well lets get it on (it's all good)
Playa hataz in the cut on the prowl
Tryin to find a way to put
Some shit in my style
But, I'll, just keep it on the D-L
I don't never put in work
When it's time to bell (oh well)
Shoulda knew it wasn't poppin like that
Now she's caught up on this nigga Wayniac
Now

Who can make jump to this i can make em jump
Who can make jump to this
Can you make em jump
Who can make jump to this
We can make em jump who can make em jump
Well jump bitch

At a club is outta clothes mo
Hoes is froze, lookin for the one got chose
Niggas outside posted up
Bumpin the beat sucka written on they face
Cuz you know they goin trip
It gets deeper peep, I got the whole world up
Conversation blew her mind now
She's all shook up
You know the time, mind blowin
They don't be knowin bout the Twinz
Still on the mission stackin ends (hold up)
No time for the bullshit
Who is the bigger pimp?
Station myself away from the mother simps
Cuz I got game, straight game
Eastside born and raised
Wayniac flip the page
So you know it ain't no half steppin
When it comes to shootin game
Ain't no second guessin
Recognize how we roll, cuz we roll thick
It don't stop
G-Funk Era wit another hit trick now

Who can make jump to this i can make em jump
Who can make jump to this
Can you make em jump
Who can make jump to this
We can make em jump who can make em jump
Well jump bitch