Jump On It Lyrics - Return Of The Bumpasaurus - Sir Mixalot

What's up Dallas, what's up (x2) 

Dallas jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up San Antone, what's up (x2) 

San Antonio jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Austin, what's up (x2) 

Austin jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Houston, what's up (x2) 

Houston jump on it, jump on it, jump on it (Ooh lord) 

Welcome to the 2 1 4 

Big B, D Texas 

Let mr. sexes flex this lexus 

And this where the cowboys play 

They battle with my team from the bay 

Frisco 

Now I'm from the northwest 

But I likes my soul food 

So I'm calling up an old groove 

And I'm a brother with a gut 

So, hello Keema, can ya take us out to Pappadeaux, 

And don't forget about San Antone 

The last time I went thru 

I took three broads home 

And much love love to the brothers in Austin 

And the 5 1 2 

I'm flossin in Lawston 

A state that's as big as hell 

And I spot two bad ass girls in a Tercel 

They said what's up? And I said whassup? (We're going to Houston) 

And I said giddy up, U-turn 

What's up Phoenix, what's up (x2) 

Phoenix jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Cali, what's up (x2) 

California jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Vegas, what's up (x2) 

Las Vegas jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Sea-town, what's up (x2) 

Seattle jump on it, jump on it, jump on it (Ooh lord) 

Welcome to the 6 0 2 

It's a 105 in the shade 

And I'm sippin on a lemonade 

Phoenix Arizona puts the heat up on ya 

I should warn ya 

The girls as fine as California 

Speaking of Cali 

Check your mack daddy 

He gots game, and knocks dames from Redding to the Valley 

And I can pull'em on a TJ border 

I even knock mr. G's daughter 

And come on up to the 7 0 2 

Where it's legal to gamble, and hoing is too 

The kinda city I could run wit 

Las Vegas na vi dad, I love it 

Back to the 2 0 6 

Double up my grits 

And Sea-town giving po po fits 

Chasing the skirts like a playa supposed ta 

348 roasta HIT IT! (ho, ho, ho... ooh Lord) 

What's up Atlanta, what's up (x2) 

Atlanta jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Orlando, what's up (x2) 

Orlando jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Miami, what's up (x2) 

Miami jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Tampa, what's up (x2) 

Tampa jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

Coming thru the 4 0 4 

Olympic summer, Atlanta, so lets go 

Calling up my homeboy Daddy Ray 

(Aiy Ray, what's up with the girls in GA) 

And Ray got the situation handled 

We gonna stack up six deep 

And ride to Orlando 

To the 4 0 7 

Calling up Magic Mike, we rolls in about eleven 

The gut getta gotta good ol' nine 

The next dat I gotta mash to the 3 0 5 

I get G'd like I wanna in Miami 

You undastand me, I put that on my grammie 

And swing on up to the 8 1 3 

Around Tampa, I'm dialing up Stephanie 

She got me polished like chrome 

Sittin on a throne 

I'm wore out know, I'm going home (Ooh lord) 

What's up K.C., what's up (x2) 

Kansas City jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Cleveland, what's up 

What's up Cincinnati, what's up 

Columbus jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Little Rock, what's up (x2) 

Little Rock jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Denver, what's up (x2) 

Denver jump on it, jump on it, jump on it (Ooh lord) 

What's up Chicago, what's up (x2) 

Chicago jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Portland, what's up (x2) 

Portland jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up St. Louie, what's up 

What's up East Side, what's up 

St. Louis jump on it, jump on it, jump on it 

What's up Tacoma, what's up (x2) 

Tacoma jump on it, jump on it, jump on it