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Jump Lyrics

by Tyla

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Jump” is a song by Tyla. This page features time-synced lyrics that highlight each line as the song plays — press play to sing along in real time. The lyrics contain 60 lines.

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Original gyal, you are no replica (no)

Smooth, dean, no regular degular (no)

Pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no)

Mi know say ya hot (no)

They never had a pretty girl from Joburg

See me now and that's what they prefer

I don't touch no wheel 'cause I got a chauffeur

First class, how I get 'round the world

Just miss me with the drama

Unless you're comin' with the commas (double it up)

Oh, DJ, turn the sound up

'Cause we 'bout to pour the rounds up (tell 'em double it up)

From Jozi to Ibiza

They say it doesn't get sweeter

Feel my body bangin' like speaker

Ooh, sweatin' out my concealer

Skin tight, no millimeter

And my face card make 'em feel weaker

But you know that my body is a healer

Ooh-ooh, I love to make it

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump (hm-mm)

Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-up (haibo)

You know I love to make it

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump (mm-hm)

Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump (mm-hm)

Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-up (mm-hm, haibo)

You know I love to make it

Only gotta make a call and I'm here (I'm here)

Girl, I wanna know your vibe, oh, yeah (oh, yeah)

Listen to me, I put some carats in your ear (in your ear)

Make this stick jump, I want to put it in her rear

Wanna give D, I serve it like a dealer (dealer)

Deep in her throat while I'm diggin' in her middle (middle)

I'm back in Joburg, it can't feel no realer (realer)

A perfect picture like a Polaroid (polaroid, yea-yea, haibo)

She a trophy, no award (no award)

Baby sweet and tender like sirloin

Told the chauffeur take you to a Chanel store

Ever play with you, it be a world war (tell 'em double it up)

From Jozi to Ibiza

They say it doesn't get sweeter

Feel my body bangin' like speaker

Ooh, sweatin' out my concealer

Skin tight, no millimeter

And my face card make 'em feel weaker

But you know that my body is a healer

Ooh-ooh, I love to make it

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump

Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-up (haibo)

You know I love to make it

Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump

Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump

Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-up (haibo)

You know I love to make it

Original girl, you are no replica (no)

Smooth, dean, no regular degular (no)

Pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no)

Mi know say ya hot (no, yea-yea)

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Original gyal, you are no replica (no) Smooth, dean, no regular degular (no) Pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no) Mi know say ya hot (no) They never had a pretty girl from Joburg See me now and that's what they prefer I don't touch no wheel 'cause I got a chauffeur First class, how I get 'round the world Just miss me with the drama Unless you're comin' with the commas (double it up) Oh, DJ, turn the sound up 'Cause we 'bout to pour the rounds up (tell 'em double it up) From Jozi to Ibiza They say it doesn't get sweeter Feel my body bangin' like speaker Ooh, sweatin' out my concealer Skin tight, no millimeter And my face card make 'em feel weaker But you know that my body is a healer Ooh-ooh, I love to make it Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump (hm-mm) Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-up (haibo) You know I love to make it Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump (mm-hm) Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump (mm-hm) Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-up (mm-hm, haibo) You know I love to make it Only gotta make a call and I'm here (I'm here) Girl, I wanna know your vibe, oh, yeah (oh, yeah) Listen to me, I put some carats in your ear (in your ear) Make this stick jump, I want to put it in her rear Wanna give D, I serve it like a dealer (dealer) Deep in her throat while I'm diggin' in her middle (middle) I'm back in Joburg, it can't feel no realer (realer) A perfect picture like a Polaroid (polaroid, yea-yea, haibo) She a trophy, no award (no award) Baby sweet and tender like sirloin Told the chauffeur take you to a Chanel store Ever play with you, it be a world war (tell 'em double it up) From Jozi to Ibiza They say it doesn't get sweeter Feel my body bangin' like speaker Ooh, sweatin' out my concealer Skin tight, no millimeter And my face card make 'em feel weaker But you know that my body is a healer Ooh-ooh, I love to make it Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-up (haibo) You know I love to make it Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-up (haibo) You know I love to make it Original girl, you are no replica (no) Smooth, dean, no regular degular (no) Pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no) Mi know say ya hot (no, yea-yea)
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