Jump Around Song Lyrics

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, ya 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 ya got the feelin', jump up towards the ceilin'

Muggs let the funk flow, someone's talkin' junk
Yo, I bust him in the eye, and then I'll take the punk's ho
Feelin', funkin', amps in the trunk, and
I got more rhymes 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 around)
Jump around (jump around)
Jump up, jump up, and get down

(Steady on the right) jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump)
(Steady on the right) jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!
(Steady on the left) jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! (Everybody jump)
(Steady on the right) jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!

I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe
If your girl steps up, I'm smackin' the ho
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