Jump Around
Vanilla Ice"Jump Around" is a song by Vanilla Ice, released in 2011 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:06 long and contains 128 lines and 483 words.
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0:24Pack it up pack it in let me begin
0:27I came to win battle me that's a sin
0:29I won't ever slack up punk you better back up
0:31Try and play the role and yo the whole crew'll
0:33Act up
0:34Get up stand up c'mon c'mon throw your hands up
0:36If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling
0:38Muggs lifts a funk flow someone's talking junk
0:40Yo I bust him in the eye and then I'll
0:42Take the punk's hoe
0:43Feelin funkin amps in the trunk and I got more
0:45Than there's cops at a dunkin' donuts shop
0:48Sho' nuff I got props
0:49From the kids on the hill plus my mom and
0:51My pops
0:51I came to get down I came to get down
0:54So get out your seat and jump around
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1:03Jump up jump up and get down
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1:14I'll serve your ass like john mcenroe
1:16If your girl steps up I'm smacking the hoe
1:18Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
1:21I got more rhymes than the bible's got psalms
1:23And just like the prodigal son I've returned
1:25Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned
1:27Cause I got lyrics but you ain't got none
1:30If you wanna battle bring a shotgun
1:32But if you do you're a fool cause I duel
1:34To the death
1:34Trying to step to me you'll take your last breath
1:37I got the skills come get your fill
1:39Cause when I shoot the gift I shoot to kill
1:41I came to get down I came to get down
1:43Get out your seat jump around
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1:52Jump up jump up and get down
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2:12I'm the cream of the crop I rise to the
2:14Top
2:14I never eat a pig cause a pig is a
2:16Cop
2:16Or better yet a terminator like arnold schwarzanegger
2:19Try to play me out like as if my name
2:20Was sega
2:21But I ain't going out like no punk b**ch
2:24Get used to one style and yo and I might
2:25Switch
2:26It up up and around then buck buck you down
2:28Put out your head then you wake up in
2:29The dawn of the dead
2:30I'm coming to get ya I'm coming to get ya
2:32Spitting out lyrics homie I'll wet ya
2:35I came to get down I came to get down
2:37So get out your seat and jump around
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2:46Jump up jump up and get down
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Pack it up pack it in let me begin I came to win battle me that's a sin I won't ever slack up punk you better back up Try and play the role and yo the whole crew'll Act up Get up stand up c'mon c'mon throw your hands up If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling Muggs lifts a funk flow someone's talking junk Yo I bust him in the eye and then I'll Take the punk's hoe Feelin funkin amps in the trunk and I got more Than there's cops at a dunkin' donuts shop Sho' nuff I got props From the kids on the hill plus my mom and My pops I came to get down I came to get down So get out your seat and jump around Jump around Jump around Jump around Jump up jump up and get down Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump I'll serve your ass like john mcenroe If your girl steps up I'm smacking the hoe Word to your moms I came to drop bombs I got more rhymes than the bible's got psalms And just like the prodigal son I've returned Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned Cause I got lyrics but you ain't got none If you wanna battle bring a shotgun But if you do you're a fool cause I duel To the death Trying to step to me you'll take your last breath I got the skills come get your fill Cause when I shoot the gift I shoot to kill I came to get down I came to get down Get out your seat jump around Jump around Jump around Jump around Jump up jump up and get down Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump I'm the cream of the crop I rise to the Top I never eat a pig cause a pig is a Cop Or better yet a terminator like arnold schwarzanegger Try to play me out like as if my name Was sega But I ain't going out like no punk b**ch Get used to one style and yo and I might Switch It up up and around then buck buck you down Put out your head then you wake up in The dawn of the dead I'm coming to get ya I'm coming to get ya Spitting out lyrics homie I'll wet ya I came to get down I came to get down So get out your seat and jump around Jump around Jump around Jump around Jump up jump up and get down Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump Jump
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