Ron Browz - Jumping Out the Window (Beat 102.7 FM; GTA IV) | Текст песни

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• Jumping Out the Window (Beat 102.7 FM; GTA IV)

Oh, oh
Ether Boy

I'm jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window, window, WINDOOWS!!
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Ayo, y'ain't gotta worry Harlem world man I got this
Hit the studio spitting nothing but the hotness
Hit the club up and your girl is on my list
Got the goons with me so y'all don't wanna try this

V.I.P. and everybody balling
Having fun and nobody is brawling
Shawty come here I don't know why you stalling
We gon' party 'til we see the morning, the morning, the morning

I'm jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window, window, WINDOOWS!!
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I ain't wanna yell, so mami come closer
I'ma take you home, outside I got the Rover
See it in your eyes you mad when I hold her
Hate in your blood, you must be bipolar
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I ain't never seen nobody like that
She gave me a kiss and said she'd be back
My leather is mean, my gucci all black
None of y'all dudes in here is no match, no match, no match

I'm jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window, window, window

Throwing money on shawty when she move her hips
Get your passport ma we about to take trip
You can shop when you land, no luggage in the whip
Definition of sexy, gloss on her lips

She know I'm the hottest in America
She know I'm the hottest in America
She know I'm the hottest in America
She know I'm the hottest in America, America, America

I'm jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window with this one
Jumping out the window, window, WINDOOWS!!
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