letra de jump - tyla, gunna & skillibeng
[intro: sk!llibeng]
original gyal, you aren’t a replica (no)
smooth, dean, no regular degular (no)
pretty for real, and pretty pon my cellular (no)
mi know say ya hot (no)
[verse 1: tyla]
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 gotta chauffeur
first class how i get ’round the world
just miss me with the drama
unless ya 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)
[chorus: tyla]
from jozi to ibiza
they say it doesn’t get sweeter
feel my body banging like speaker
ooh, sweating out my concealеr
skin tight, no millimeter
and my face card makе ’em feel weaker
but you know that my body is a healer
ooh, i love to make it
[post-chorus: tyla & gunna]
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
oh, you know i love to make it jump, jump, jump (hm)
tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (haibo)
you know i love to make it
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump (hm)
oh, you know i love to make it jump, jump, jump (hm)
tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (hm, haibo)
you know i love to make it
[verse 2: gunna]
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, 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)
[chorus: tyla]
from jozi to ibiza
they say it doesn’t get sweeter
feel my body banging like speaker
ooh, sweating 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, i love to make it
[post-chorus: tyla]
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-tup (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-tup (haibo)
you know i love to make it
[outro: sk!llibeng]
original girl, you aren’t a replica (no)
smooth, dean, no regular degular (no)
pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no)
mi know say ya hot (no)
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