Migos - Jumpin Like Jordan Songtexte

Got the trap house jumping like Jordan
Pull up in a brand new foreign
300 hundred on the dash, and a paycheck, cash, take off on you niggas, Jeff Gordon,
Ap, it cost me fifty
Model ho, yeah she with me
Living life like I'm Diddy,
In the kitchen with Whitney.
Got the trap house jumping like Jordan, trap, trap house jumping like Jordan
Got the trap house jumping like Jordan, trap, trap house jumping like Jordan
Ap, it cost me fifty
Model ho, yeah she with me
Living life like I'm Diddy,
In the kitchen with Whitney.
Yeah, Yeah trap house jumping like Jordan,
J's in the hood, they're snorting
Double cup, lean, I'm pouring
Your bitch whipping in her early morning.
Pulled up in the drop top phantom
Niggas in the hood can't stand it,
My whip game is so special,
I'm whipping at the whole grand canyon,
I got Molly, I got white, Marlin Mason!
I went to the jeweler, cashed out on a new piece, now my diamonds dancing,
Your bitch think I'm romantic,
My coke card game is frantic,
My whip game make you panic,
My plug is Phil Jackson,
Feeling like Matombo, I got all the Kush bowls
Juggin at the Texaco, you smoking Reginald,
Trap game, Elvis Presley, you can't impress me
Dark skinned ho, cook up the dope, she look like Nestle,
Gone...
Got the trap house jumping like Kobe,
Cashed out, hundred K on a Rollie
You ain't one of me, nigga, don't talk to me, nigga
I'm a real ass nigga, you phony!
In the kitchen whipping up them babies,
And pirex trap go crazy,
Young nigga got money, young nigga got work,
Young nigga got crack like the 80s,
I'm winning, I'm winning, I'm dunking, I'm dunking,
I'm Jordan, you not even Kobe,
In the kitchen with the pirex pot,
Water whipping and the pot too hot,
Drinking lean, out the bottle,
In a Aston Martin, foreign with a model,
So many racks on me, got tats on me,
In the bed with 6 hoes like 2 x 3...
Trap house like Jordan,
I'm a free man, no morgan!
That choppa, it take out you organs,
I play with them keys, no organ!
Bitch in my kitchen, she snorting,
The lean, I'm pouring, I'm snoring,
I'm making them plays in Delaware,
Versace, Medusa my underwear.
Who the fuck, nigga better have haircare
You don't trap on the block if you don't live there,
The trap be jumping, and bunking, the fiends they running, the money keep coming,
I'm kicking hoes out like a punter, if I start shooting, turn to a track runner,
I'm calling up rich, he bringing the kids, Whipping the babies all summer.
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