Jump N' Move Lyrics - Heavy Rhyme Experience, Vol. 1 - Brand New Heavies

Big Rough Neck respect 

To all the bad boy 

And all the bad boy coke-a 

Jamala gonna pass you 

And when he pass you 

It's like a volcanic eruption 

Ribbit 

They all 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Stop - 

Follow me 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Stop 

No 

This is Jama Lama Rough Neck MC 

I'mma set up on every riddim 

Mami, sit down say me 

When they all gon make fun 

Have the mentality 

I'mma set up every riddim with intelligency 

What if I go walk New York? 

What if I go walk Jersey? 

What if I go walk in a fencer in'a Germany 

What if they all up on the mic and chop reality? 

Anytime I come, they's around the party 

I'mma jump on the mic with the Brand New Heavies and 

Ooh, lots of talk, ? Mr. Malski 

I may 

Jimmy boy 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Stop 

Bim 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Stop 

Follow me 

Now yes, jinga (?) Jama is a Rough Neck MC 

They set him up at every riddim 

They said, sit down said he 

Tournament 

Well, at Italy 

When my old pal and my girlfriend 

Gon' run the country 

So I jump on a plane 

I jump on a bus 

I reach DC 

Well, I'm Reagan, I'm Mrs. Nancy 

Mrs. Nancy, she was feeling horny 

She wanted Jamala kid to smoke sensi 

But damnit, my man Jama don't want no LSD 

So me set em up, the riddim is psycho so then we all (?) 

Move your back and 

Move your bel-ly-ly-ly-ly 

No doubt, my lovely have to run the country 

I'mma set up the riddim of it 

Move me 

Move me back 

Move me eye, mon 

Move everything 

Worldwide Jamala Rough Neck chicken 

They set up every riddim, Mami 

They keep bubbling 

They call 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' stop 

Bim 

Follow me at dancehall 

Pick out your Magnum 

Yes, you have a little shot 

Pram, pram ? 

Bought by a town 

Bought by a country 

It's time my man Jamal to come 

Meet Mr. Malkski 

They set em up the riddim 

Sit down, me Billy boy 

A-B-C-D-E-F-G, no 

H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P, no 

Q-R-S and T-U-V 

W-X and Y and Z 

I'mma imagine my Jamal, me know me ABC's 

I'mma sit up on the riddim 

I'mma sit low, city 

Get on the mic, chop reality 

So I jump on a plane 

I jump on a bus 

I reach Italy 

When we reach Italy 

Said the mafia wanted me 

But they heard I was on 

With the Brand New Heavies 

Barfing up wine and 

So I jump on a plane 

I jump on a bus 

I reach Miami 

We reach Miami and then smoke sensi 

Worldwide Jamalama shock whole city 

Step on the mic with 'nuff reality 

They all 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move stop 

Bim 

Worldwide Jama up on the mic 

Yes, we have a little shot 

Pram, pram 

I'm a super mad and 

Wicked, wild, crazy MC 

I'm a super-duper 

Now a trooper 

Mr. Malski 

This is not Bart Simpson 

On a Dick JZ 

Not Bart 

Not Barbara Bush 

And no Mrs. Nancy 

Not 

It's I'mma Jama Jama, no me crazy 

I'mma set up the riddim 

Sit down, sit me boy 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' 

Jump 'N' Move 'N' stop 

Bim 

Follow me at dancehall 

Whip out your magnum 

Yes, we have a little shot 

Pram, pram 

Jersey 

We have a little shot 

Fi the bad boy 

Plus we have a little shot 

Pram, pram 

Fi the rude boy posse 

Pram, pram 

Fi Jamalski 

Pram, pram 

Fi the Brand New Heavies 

Pram, pram 

Fi every posse 

Pram, pram 

Pram, pram 

Pram, pram, pram, pram, pram 

Pram, pram 

Ribbit 

He's out 

Our rude boy now go 

Jamalski went passed you 

Yes 

Ribbit