[Intro]
Aww shit, you fucked up now
You know who we got on the track?
We got Matic Lee
We got Young Lucci
And we got Tech N9ne!

[Chorus]
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
Lucci what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
Lucci what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
Lucci what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
Lucci what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)

[Verse 1: Young Lucci]
Taste speed, bass beat
Through your chest can hear me now
If my brother's girl can see me now
He'll properly say you so buck wild
It's the cut hey it's the jam, track sound like Timbaland
Wow better start jumpin' man, this pill just started kicking in
All about dollar yeah, all about a fed what
All about freaks yeah, all about a fast forward
We just in the spot can't stand up
Gotta be a hater if them damn hands ain't up
Myl plus a mill', equals money off the tizzy
Girls get dizzy, you're so loco wit' it (Easy)
When I tear them broads (Greezy)
Better hit 'em up dawg (Believe me)
They're gonna get robbed (Please me)
Just take you're shirt off
Jump in and jump out
Know just what I'm talking 'bout
We move the room and why did shawty gotta hump out
I can't explain that boom bouncin' dance floor [?] in a group
Use to hop in my ho and make a porno movie
They won't do it for elane but they goin' sure do it for Lucci
Never mind how we out here just
Stand up and salute me jump!
[Chorus]
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
Matic what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
Matic what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
Matic what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)
Matic what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the (Room)

[Verse 2: Matic Lee]
Get silly, really wanna try that
Lost my mind, really wanna find that
Goin' bananas
Pay no mind to that like Diddy tell a bitch uhuh
Kinda hot might need to fan that
Get a little musty might need to ban that
Leave my space I mean that to the men that seeing space ships might wanna land that
Gettin' absurd trying to hurt with words
And I'ma bout bullet you right into the curb
Ain't catching a bit of feelings but you're gettin' on my nerves
Get beamed up like Captain Kurt
Ain't never been a fella that'll pop off first
But I end it with a finish 'cause it's always worst
Don't wanna do it cool 'cause you're feelin' on my turf
And you can get served like you're [?]
They sayin I'm insane
Jumpin' all around like House of Pain
'Ella, 'ella, 'ella, ayy, look that way, I'll make it rain
My money stayin' in my jeans
Subsided little bitches wanna say I'm lame
What I look like throwin' what I got paid
Silly ho go jump infront a train
Ladies and gentlemen
Lookin' for a bitch that smells like cinnamon
My wallet, you ain't gettin' in
Stay at the beginning 'cause you ain't even gettin' in
No pants go 'cause there ain't no dividends
So spazzy got me some Ritalin
Thank you Susie, I'm drillin' them
OJ, white girls I'm killin' them
[Chorus]
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
Nina know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
Nina know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
Nina know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
You know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
Nina know what we do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Slow your roll, if you're not sick
Hold your flow, this is toxic
Revvin' it up, pick it up, lift it up
Got the choppin' the poppin'
Never givin' nobody nothin' but thuggin' and bussin'
I'm 'bout to give 'em another one everybody gotta love 'em
Hot as an oven, I'm at the club and
Bitches they want me, 'cause I am McLovin
Pumpin' and shovin' my drug in the glove
When I get on the mic, man, they come by the dozen
I don't really know, when I'm ever gon' stop
Panties on the floor, Tecca N9na gon' knock
Get up in the middle, break 'em off a little
Celibate is never what I fiddle with, I'm one up in the box
I be jumping aroubound the rooba
Libike a abape that live in a zooba
Baby you craby, too olba fa mebe to bebe yo' loba, no babies fa youba!
Everybody just jump around the room
Everybody get crunk around the goon
We don't ever get punked in the middle of funk
I don't really wanna dump the clown balloon
Tech N9ne is sick and vicious, I'ma leave yo' chick in stitches
Run up in her blouse when I'm in yo' house right when she rinsing dishes
So you better not introduce me, she'll be doin' the oochie coochie
Jumping around the room, creeping around the groom
With Tech N9ne, Matic Lee and Lucci
[Chorus]
You know what we going do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
Lucci what we going do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
Nina know what we going do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
Matic what we going do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
You know what we going do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
Lucci what we going do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
Nina know what we going do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)
Matic what we going do (Do)
Jumping all around the room (Room)