Artist: Omni f/ Mr. Jamalski Album: Ninja Art Song: Jump Around Typed by: iamomni dot com enter inside the place, enter where the bad boys base get up on the move and jump around rock to the rythum of the bad boy sound enter inside the right, _ massive inside the place, massive where the bad boys base step up, step up, step up, step up, step up, step up me gone go buck we gone fill you up on liquor till you hung over jumpin around, we party till the sun come up, ay yo enter inside the place, enter where the bad boys base get up on the move and jump around rock to the rythum of the bad boy sound enter inside the right, _ massive inside the place, massive where the bad boys base ay yo, ay yo, tune up my radio man deejay is playing my jam. I get it cracking where ever I am got to, got to __ moving around, jumpin around bob to the rhythm of the bad boy sound enter, enter, in the center, move to the rhythm of the right selector got ya, got ya, moving that thing bring it hear, I know what to do with that thong go girl, do the damn thing work that body till you pull a hamstring you're an energy booster, caffeine in ya looking good on the cover of the magazine you're a slave to my rhythm I charm the snake out of the basket its hard to behave to my rhythm hypnotic wisdom, mind bending, invent the venture everybody freeze when you enter front and center, shift your weight to open space shape below the waist, make your body like a rolling quake it's the moon tribe vibe, hit the drum circle beach bums beating on their drums till they're thumbs purple tide rolls in, night soaks in, let her move her belly hit me with the right motion hitting high notes, grinding with her thighs open oh my god jump, jump get on the move rock to the rhythm of the bad boy groove jump, jump, moving around, rock to the rhythm of the bad boy sound. (x2) jumping, around, jumping around pick up every ganja man, pick up every hustle pick up every rough neck and pcik up every youngster pick up all the junglist and drum and base defender pick up all the roots man and pick up all the rasta cause yes I'm a lyrical __ and yes I'm a soldier me rhyme to the rhythm___ ay yo, ay yo, tune up my radio man deejay is playing my jam. I get it cracking where ever I am got to, got to __ moving around, jumpin around bob to the rhythm of the bad boy sound ENTER, ENTER, IN THE CENTER, MOVE TO THE RHYTHM OF THE RIGHT SELECTOR