Letras de Keep on Jumpin'

Yeah
Bronx
New York City!
Kool Keith

Nobody can see me no more
Or be me no more
The latest rapper, who is it?
I don′t even watch TV no more
Just 16 points a night
Atlanta Hawk cheerleaders, clap when I score
My urination bounce off the basketball floor
My texture is tight
Wipe my ass on the fiberglass
Top draft pick
I'm up in here
You know it, homes
Compare me to Sean Puffy Combs
The New Jersey Nets won′t ignore the baseline dunk
Come on
Jump
Shock the V.I.P. section
My sneaker prints
Show on the backboards with affection
Top to bottom I got 'em

Keep on jumpin'
Girls keep bumpin′
Keep on jumpin′
Girls keep bumpin'
Keep on jumpin′
Girls keep bumpin'

No Tiparillos
Ingredients better
The pot roaster
You must be smokin dust
Pull up on you like Doug Collins, Albert and Bernard
I burn hard
Can′t stop me, the show is not finished
You saw what happened to Steven Houston
Like Ron Artest
Rookie's comin against ya
He′s only gonna play three minutes
My team form on the corner
Better than Pamelo's Jamba
Your wife watchin me in mid-air, the number one fan
Don't hate me, you hate Brian Pompa
The underhand finger roll
Many walked off the court
Not impressed with the kicks
Who designed the sole?
My bottom feet stay on the shoulders of Manute Bol
I′m worst against the clock
Go tell Pee Wee
I′m the best on your block
Top to bottom I got 'em

Keep on jumpin′
Girls keep bumpin'
Keep on jumpin′
Girls keep bumpin'
Keep on jumpin′
Girls keep bumpin'

My inside game is hard to rub next to the boards
My lyrics flu, next to yours
Your turnaround is lame
My fadeaway is spectacular
Confront T.N.T
The show with Charles Barkley
My simple layup looks ten times better than yours
You better on the floors
Your mixtape
I call you DJ Pause
You know the flow-er