Jumpin Off Texa$ (Trinidad James)

Boy I'm 'bout my dollar hate to follow I'm a leader James up in the crowd while I'm standing on the speakers Your ho got me fucked up talkin' like I need her Trinidad look at the crowd and I'm like "watch out for them peoples!" (Aw shit!) He bout to: Jump up off the stage Nigga I'm jumpin off the stage I'm turnt up in this bitch, nigga, I'm jumpin' off the stage (Bitch!) Jump up off the stage Nigga I'm jumpin off the stage I'm turnt up in this bitch, nigga, I'm jumpin' off the stage Oh lord! These niggas mad! They seen Rich Homie, then they seen 'dad! All we get is money, all my bitches bad Nigga you wanna fight? Then bring yo' ass! Nigga I'm turnt up, I don't think you know me You let us in yo' club, we tear it up, call the police! [Sirens] Wait, fuck the po-lice! Wait, fuck the po-lice Nigga, fuck the po-lice Came in nigga no shirt Left nigga with yo' ho It's a damn shame how these hoes work They see James and them hoes twerk It's a damn shame how these hoes work They see James and them hoes twerk Buss' it, buss' it, buss' it buss' it buss' it BITCH The crowd lookin' at me, but I don't do no jumpin' Trinidad with me, so, that's a whole lot of money homie (Rich Homie!) Mothafuckin' stage, big star, hol' up wait a minute' You let the swoop charge you for the pussy And I ain't have to pay to hit it Stop playing with me, stand up get knocked down I got your mothafuckin' daddy with me, hands up in that crowd He bout to jump in he got corn with him No legs I run with' cha Go ahead I'll come get it And I'm smart wanna fuck dumb bitches Better watch out, I heard he like to jump off in the crowd I'm the laid-back type see I might jump off on on the couch Rollin' on that molly, wanna fuck a bitch now By the end of this song I bet they shut this bitch down