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Madonna Jump

the shirt I was wearing And the way I was staring when I saw your face And how I felt as unstable As the patio table that September day And Madonna

form Atilla the Hun, school that I wrote to write Spoke for some to speak, provided cobblestone Stole to steal parone, cut the heart up out of Caesar I protect the black Madonna

uhh, be better Give it up, up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps

Stay down a pouch and look up to the sky I'm gonna reach up to the night for Madonna for the light I'm gonna bring it downtown to show you how to go I

it Because I was born with it The Funkadelic Devil, hit you with the rap level of 10 Then 1, 2, 3, you're pinned I get action, so everybody jump with

course I got the raw dog no need to stick your nose in Gave you a straight up shotgun when we was smokin Froze you so fast -- you looked it like Madonna

ya holler Check it out Aiyyo, it's the rap scholar, hot around the collar Pack a blaka-blaka, since I was a toddler Drama, the nine-seven nigga Madonna

got to get them muthafuckers how can I win Three a.m. coming from the club caught the pussies Me and four niggas hiding in the bushes Jumped out like the jump

the Lex door jump on in I'm kind of tired, I'm a roll blunts while you spin You got your license, right? Alright, no swerving Hair blond out, Madonna