Lyrics:
order, it's gettin' late (Move nigga!)
The return of the bump squad is comin' your way (Hey, hey)
Get off me jigger before I get perturbed
Find a job,
headed all for the disco
The D.J. plays your favorite blasts
Takes you back to the past, music's magic (poof)
Bump bump bump get bump with some flash,
ladies
Shake that booty, baby
Bump bump bump, grind on it
Just let them know you want it
Work that body, honey
Make that money money
Shake shake
Gotta a little news today
Not what I expected
Told me I'd have to take some time
Seems I've been affected
by a bump in the road
just a little change
instrumental, detrimental to kids
As if they can't see the misery in which they live
Blame me, for the outcome, ban my records - check it
Don't have to bump
get me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh yeah, I feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh
real
I've always said how I feel
Don't have time for hoop jumping
I take life by the wheel
Let me clear the air
I was battling fear
Had a few speed bumps
Ooooh We bumpin' that gangsta shit
If you come around here don't bump yo lips
Turnin 10 into 20 jus stacking chips
All Day yeaeya yeaeya yeaeaaaaaaa
something I can't hide
No kissing for me the girls all go running by
[Chorus]
It's a little bitty teeny weeny thing they call the
Love bump
something I can't hide
No kissing for me the girls all go running by
[Chorus]
It's a little bitty teeny weeny thing they call the
Love bump
lover by your side
Don't you know you're gonna have a lot of pleasure
Don't you worry about a thing
You start to dance and sing
And the chill bumps
CLEAR like defibrillators, CLEAR like a laxative
Like them ladies faces when they use Proactive
And so we smooth out the bumps and lumps
I'm so smooth out
goes bump in the night BUMP
Were in the middle nowhere you can yell aloud as you like
Murder murder kill kill murder murder kill
Do this shit for thrills
Yeahhhhhhh
Yeah I'm a mathematician
I can teach you all about addition
If you gone focus on ya riches
Then you gotta subtract the bitches
I bump
it, I really do it
We're not comparable
That's style that you borrowed
Hard to swallow, not digestible
If we were to stand here side-by-side
We're not
Pumped up, get ready to bump up the boombox
Suba ndani ya nyumba
I'm pumped up, get ready to bump up the boombox
Suba ndani ya nyumba
Haina pressure,
at the crossing
With an awful shrill
The switchman knew
By the engines moan
That the man at the throttle
Was Casey Jones
Casey got to that certain place
Old
at the crossing
With an awful shrill
The switchman knew
By the engines moan
That the man at the throttle
Was Casey Jones
Casey got to that certain place
Old
at the crossing
With an awful shrill
The switchman knew
By the engines moan
That the man at the throttle
Was Casey Jones
Casey got to that certain place
Old
Sip a little whiskey, come on baby, kiss me
Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy
And when ya hit ten, we bump it to eleven
Yeah, we gonna fly
on an instrumental and let a nigga run,
it'll be like givin me a gun cuz ima kill everybody cuz you know you cant fuck wit da toungue,
i come at the end explixit
daddy)
Got a trunk full of bump (believe that daddy)
Got cribs, cars, bikes, dykes (believe that daddy)
'Cause that's what hoes like (believe that
oh so clear
It knows nothing of fear
Riot through the galaxy
With a heart that's fancy free
Going bump, bada dum, bump, bump, bump, bump
Now shake
blues
Seen my future in a dream
I feel them bumps like a goose
Yeah
I got some work to do
And I got a lot to prove
Trust I got a lot to lose
My momma she
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