Jump Off by Camanche Hemmingway

[Verse 1]

First date vibes.
Hitting up Foot locker.
Jordans on sales.
You looking fresh, baby.
I’m glad I got you by my side.
Took you back to your area.
The date was a success.
Got all the people on the blocks
staring.
We out here looking our best.

[Bridge]

Two niggas walk up the whip.
I’m nervous,
So I grab the burner from
Beneath the seat.
Nigga whispering on the low.
Don’t worry my boy.
We come in peace.
Watching her go into her house.
I was ready to leave and drive off.
But the niggas looking at me with a warning.
Listen, nigga.

[Chorus]

She’s a jump off.
Oooooo.
She’s a jump off.
Throat game something serious.
We all been to her place.
I’m sitting here thinking.
She’s a jump off.
With the I eat ass face.

[Verse 2]

I been open mouth kissing this
Chick.
Falling in love, without a parachute.
Tongue touching and back rubbing.
Now what the fuck am I gonna 
Do.
After every kiss we’ve shared.
I reached in my mouth. 
Remove a little bit of hair.
And it’s always small, like
Some trimmings of some pubes.
She’s really is out there.

[Bridge]

She told me she had six bodies.
And I had nothing to worry about.
Now I got the neighborhood hoe as
My chick.
And the whole block in my mouth.

[Chorus]

She’s a jump off.
Oooooo.
She’s a jump off.
Throat game something serious.
We all been to her place.
I’m sitting here thinking.
She’s a jump off.
With the I eat ass face.

Jump Off
Sis is Michael Jordan
from the free throw line.
A jump off.
Someone on a bridge,
ready to end it all.
A jump off.
Whewwwwww
A jump off.
My. My. My. My.
A jump off

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