Jump Around Your Favorite Martian

[Verse 1: Puff Puff Humbert]
Get up, pack it in
Let me begin
I came to win
Battle me that's a sin
I won't tear the sack up
Punk you'd better back up
Try and play the role and yo the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on!
Come on, throw your hands up
If you've got the feeling jump across the ceiling
Muggs is a funk fest, someone's talking junk
Yo, I'll bust em in the eye
And then I'll take the punk's hoe
Feelin- funky
Amps in the trunk
And I got more rhymes than there's cops Dunkin Donut's shop
Sure 'nuff I got props from the kids from the Hill
Plus my mom and my pops

[Chorus]
I came to get down
I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump around
Jump up Jump up and get down
Jump!
Jump!
Jump!
Everybody Jump
Jump!
Jump!
Everybody Jump
Jump!
Jump!
Everybody Jump
Jump!
Jump!
Everybody Jump
Jump!
Jump!
Jump!
Jump!