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Lyric Keep it Jumping


[Big Ed]
Here I come slidin, slippin past security
Tip to the toe, Big Ed is in the house and now you know that
I m bout to get funky like halitosis
Can I get a hoe to keep this playa focused
Cause I m a keep the party jumpin
Aint no need for funkin, why don t you grab a freak or somethin
So I can trip the honey bouncin like a pogo stick
Cause I m on hit and cant no nigga get with this
Cause I m two double zero LBS s ride
Six to the four, hit like dynamite
You wanna hop like a rabbit
Givin em like a rap
After the show I toss these hoes like a salad
I m just chillin, checkin out the plot
Scopin the spot to see which freak be hot
For me, what do you know I got four of em
Give em all equal time cause I don t love em
I got this big fat trojan full of chocolate
Ready to fill you up so come and take a lick
Yeah, so let s keep it on the downlow
So catch me on the upstroke and keep it on the low pro

[Master P]
Ya don t know, now ya know
If you don t know now ya know
Ain t no party like a No Limit party cause a No Limit party is the shit
Ain t no party like a No Limit party cause a No Limit party is the shit
Ain t no players like them T-R-U players cause them T-R-U players is the
shit

Fool I got more rhymes then freaknit got hoes
Fool I got more hoes then the O got vogues
You know I m low like a Lac, funky like a sac
Cause I m a mack, I know you can t fade me black
You think your old lady s coming home, whatever
Cause I got more dick then Clark and Van Dyke put together
And that ll keep a hoe forever
Big Ed short change a honey, naaah, never
And you can check my credents
Cause any time spent with me is time well spent
I hit the jackpot like a casino
Make you nut twice, goin deep like Dan Marino
I flow smooth like a drano
Explode like a volcano
I ll be hittin that ass on the floor and yo
Then the bitch be tryin to kiss me
Layin with they man, they reminisce and they miss me
See I m a playa that be TRU
T-R-U be them real niggas, I thought ya knew
So let me freak this, kick this with my flow
Here we go, here we go, here we go

[Master P]
If ya don t know, now ya know
If you don t know now ya know
Ain t no party like a No Limit party cause a No Limit party is the shit
Ain t no party like a No Limit party cause a No Limit party is the shit
Ain t no players like them T-R-U players cause them T-R-U players is the
shit

[Big Ed]
I rock from Richmond, California to Richmond, Virginia
Never ever scared of funk because I hop when I was in ya
Enter, hit your chest like a fender bender
So close your eyes fool, cause your the grand prize winner
And anywhere I go I got that nine
Got more straps then Pippen and Maxwell combined
So everything is all fine
You gotta have yours, I gotta have mine
So let s fly like a jet, are you with me? Hell yeah
Now buckle up cause you gots to be prepared
Now I m a take you on a funky TRU mission
You gots to pay attention so listen
I m a keep it off on and keep your funk
You know Big Ed has just what you want
So conjunction junction, what s your function
Just like fire marshall Bill, let me show you somethin
Can t you see what you do to me
When your on your knees sucking me baby
You know it, I m a G and you a G
So all other G s repeat after me

[Master P]
If ya don t know, now ya know
If you don t know now ya know
Ain t no party like a No Limit party cause a No Limit party is the shit
Ain t no party like a No Limit party cause a No Limit party is the shit
And ain t no hustlers like them Richmond hustlers
Cuase them Richmond hustlers don t take no shit
And ain t no hustlers like them New Orleans hustlers
Cause them New Orleans hustlers don t take no shit
And ain t no niggas like them T-R-U niggas
cause them T-R-U niggas don t take no shit
If ya don t know, now ya know
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