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Bump, Bump, Bump [Two Tracks] (B2K) · Ride Ride Ride: Live in Concert (Lynn Anderson) · Ride, Ride, Ride (Lynn Anderson) · Ride, Red, Ride (Henry "Red" Allen) · Ride Ranger Ride (Roy Rogers) · Ride, Red, Ride in Hi-Fi (Henry "Red" Allen) · Ride Captain Ride: Anthology of Classics (The Blues Image) · Ride Red Ride (The Charioteers) · Ride Ranger Ride (Roy Rogers) · Ride, Boldly Ride: American Cowboy Songs (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


the vibe
They never been on a realer ride
Just
Runnin up, let's turn it up til they know

Ya feelin the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya
nothing mami
Plans to take her by me
Get on the floor
Make it bump more, shake it mami
Let's ride I'm ya Clyde you can be my Bonnie
See you the type
to ride and sing in a sleigh song tonight jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh santa clause is
need (yea)
You know I like it when your body goes
(Bump, bump, bump)
Bad Boy, B2K
Yo O talk to 'em playa

I like ya little sexy style
Love it when
make your booty go bump, bump
You got a whole lot a junk in your trunk, trunk (Come on)

Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop (Yep)
Turn around
the finest stoner bitch in the nation
And I put that on circa like my mothafuckin life
Til death do us part she?s my bud smoking wife

[Talk]

{Potluck}
She
She was a prom queen, taking the world by storm
I felt like James Dean with her on my arm
The night was a free ride, lit by the moon
I prayed from
Just like Pauline you all-in

Oh,
Brace yourself, I'm the ace with grace
I'ma win the race and make you feel disgrace
In any case, yo, I'm
need (yea)
You know I like it when your body goes
(Bump, bump, bump)
Bad Boy, B2K
Yo O talk to 'em playa

I like ya little sexy style
Love it when
the finest stoner bitch in the nation
And I put that on circa like my mothafuckin life
Til death do us part she?s my bud smoking wife

[Talk]

{Potluck}
She
drink some beers 
'Til they disappear 

Turn the party up 
Drink the good times down
Little buzz in a cup 
Will hit ya get ya space bound
Sip
Now who say Dog Boy only come 
in a reggae fashion?!
My Mom say "Never Judge a Book by 
It's Cover."
Turn the page to discover,
You got the reggae
lawns and throwing potluck parties; they all believed in these wild stories. And they would sit around and discuss them in the most matter-of-fact way. So
factors by da flavor flav
Come an ride da flavor wave
In any year on any givin' day
What a brova know, what do flavor say
Why do dis record play dat way
on)
How you make your booty go bump, bump
You got a whole lot a junk in your trunk, trunk (Come on)

Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop (Yep)
niggas with the beat in the ride
You can turn your bass up another notch if you want
You hot wit'cha bump ba-ba-bump ba-ba-bump, yeah!

Makin your
Took-look-yuk-duk-wuk
Shinavative ill factors by da flavor flav
Come an ride da flavor wave
In any year on any givin' day
What a brova know, what do flavor say
Why
Took-look-yuk-duk-wuk
Shinavative ill factors by da flavor flav
Come an ride da flavor wave
In any year on any givin' day
What a brova know, what do flavor say
Why
In the Benz they (bump & grindin')
Everybody (bump & grindin')

[Outro: Inspectah Deck]

That's right, Phantom of the Beat, ya'll
We make hits for
of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin' the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
Ya feelin' the wrath of the rump then bump in ya trunk
In the trunk,
Ain't no funk, it's funky, it's Doggystyle
(Death Row-ow, Death Row)

[Snoop Dogg]
Shucks, stomping in my big blue chucks
More bounce
[Repeat: x2]

Shucks, stompin' in my big blue chucks
More bounce to the ounce while I'm ditchin' you clutz
Bump-bump-bump-bump while you're bumpin' your
back that spark
Don’t hesitate
And you believe me
Ya bitch believe me

Bump
Bump (Hey there you go, there you go, fine by…)
Bump (Too much rump in
Way back in '29, 1929, somewhere in Coffeeville
Was a Honky tonk named Big Mable Murphy
She had a sweetheart, mean Little Melvin
And hell would fly
bump that bass
Wit that sanctafied sound produced by that playa Chase
Like Mase, 'I'm fittin, makin ya feel so good'
When I bump this gospel music in