Go ‘head on, Tulane. Tulane and Johnny opened a novelty shop, Back under the counter, was the cream of the crop, Ev’rything was clickin, and the business was good, ‘Till one day, lo and behold an officer stood. Johnny jumped the counter

Wavy surfin', drunken surface Jump in circus, guns and kerchiefs Yes, we did that shit on purpose Guns and kerchiefs, yes we did that shit on purpose (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Stunt on the the hype Just frontin' forever Man gets hollow, we're just jumpin'

Billy's on the corner with the Crystal Meth. Yeah!, ain't he ain't slowin' down, ain't slowin' down. Go Billy! Crystal Meth. Trailer parks on fire, Billy been cookin' up something. If you need a biscuit, come on then, Billy just got it jumpin'. Get it

Wake me up before you go, ooh I need a little more Just a little more, a little more of your love 'Cause your love, your love, your love Wake me up with some more of your love Oh I need a jump start, when you call me I'm runnin' to ya Gimme a headstart,

When you love someone You don't get drunk at a bar, jump in the car When you really love someone Roll in the dark and go to far with someone It sounds like a lie when you say it Sounds like a lie 'cause it is It don't matter how you try to play it It

It takes all of your power To prove that you don't care I'm not Cordelia. I will not be there Angst on the planks, spittin from a bridge Just to see how far down it really is Robbing a bank, jumping on a train Old antiques a man alone can entertain Not

Jump in the line, shake your body on mine Brra-dong, ba-dong-ba-dong-bong Ba-dong-bong-bong, ba-dong-ba-da-bong-bong Okay, shawty, what's happenin'? (happenin') I'll get behind and you make it wind Shake, shake, shake, senora, shake it left and right

I've been jet skiin', jet skiin' in Dubai Dubai shit, Dubai whips ATL, this shit ludicrous (yah, yah!) Oh well, like like who that is (straight up!) Different place, different chips Different place, different chips (yeah) I could jump off a bridge, and

Jump all you can And you got out your right foot The sooner you get out In your hide away I might be left dead Serves a place and time I plan on never waking up Side of the road Get out the way

Smack that, all on the floor Smack that, give me some more Smack that, 'till you get sore Smack that, oh-oooh Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae Bo And possibly bend you over Look back and watch me