Lyrics:
in your gut.
I'll really show you what it's all about don't fall away love.
You give me heart I could pump.
You go "Harder"
I pump.
You wanna larp we
backing
Up all the funds we stacking
Funding all the children's passion
Give it right back rehash it
Pump ya' fakes on running
Back we passing pump ya'
You lift us all up now, where have you been?
(number one on the scene)
I’m here to pump you up lady, you better listen to me.
You know I love it when
I'll do me
Nothin' blockin' this lift
Got the feelin' I'm gon' get lucky
Sweet Tooth
Me feelin' me
Sweet Tooth
Cyan' stop kissin' me
Sweet Tooth
Cyan'
gauge shells, that's why I choose pumps Sweeper in the back, got a few drums
Say that I keep it 200 Roll up with raws, I don't do blunts
Don't lift no
World's gone crazy but I keep it cute
Lift my spirits and my attitude
I'm just focused but you think I'm rude
Bitch, that's just my walk
Now keep
Niggas like coming round here
Pump faking n kappin bout shit
You gotta pistol but no issues
Not no real thug
Bitch be so friendly
Yu can gently grab some
Wordsmithing
Lift a nigga
Its the reason I wake
Its the reason you quake
from the knees in a lake
Tryna pump me nigga
I'm the ease on the brakes
Got a cool ass
turn the max off, shawty
I'm never how you would expect
Ice that bust down for a spaghetti
My neck like special effects
I do not lift weights so that I
up, all channels
Lift my shirt all, mammal
You ship off keys and we ship Grand Pianos
Sawed off shotgun (yeah)
Hand on the pump, sippin'
a mothafucka lift off
Flacko be mobbing all day
With niggas that's chopping that yay
They chopping them choppas they handle my problems
'Cause niggas be
the script
Dives and dips and hip-hops
And drops and give props
And knocks the kids out of the box and rips
Suckers to bits and kick knowledge and lifts
Check how I kick it, when I was wicked, around the way
Hold my Tec, 'cause my niggaz pump by day
Drugs and thieves hit the eve of the night
Niggaz
Check how I kick it, when I was wicked, around the way
Hold my Tec, 'cause my niggaz pump by day
Drugs and thieves hit the eve of the night
Niggaz
chili juice fries, and
Now we on our way to the spot
16 batteries, 4 pumps, you tell me if this shit'll pop
Too old for this - never
Even if my pubic
know?
Yo Lewis, yo Bines
Start up yuh bike
A motorcade, a motorcade
A four way flasher inna di Spain
A rifle wi lift a Jay Lane
VVS diamond inna
hun concentrate on my funds
Lift heavy gats concealed by my waist
Never get patted down when I step in the place
Jiggied up, smoke the pot,
Mrs. Take Your nigga, I'll take your nigga fast (yoom)
Stiletto pumps on in the club, acting bad
All the niggas choosing on me 'cause they know I got
a beep downstairs from Y.Z.O
Knowledge in his head, beats pump the red Geo
Tracker, and in it, we get much blacker
Ride around town running down
[Verse 1:]
I got myself a gun
Brooklyn, stand up
I got myself a gun
but really, I dont need tha heat
ya heart pump project kool-aid(ya sweet)
I
e'rybody watch
When the Lambo' doors lift up, faces drop
Somebody daughter fin' ta get fucked tonight
Cause we fillin up the cars
And the trucks tonight,
keep warm
(Girls come) learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her (to please me)
Don't steal, don't (shop) lift
Twenty
keep warm
(Girls come) learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her (to please me)
Don't steal, don't (shop) lift
Twenty
(please) if so, what in they killing me?
Let a clip lift up his soul
Like tryna fit a sneak
You need to strengthen your D
See that shit is weak gave a fiend
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