Lyrics:
The Snoop D-O-double-G's
And the group that said "M- the police"
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in your hood
And when
crazy" (yeah, yeah)
My heart start beatin' to the drum, bump-boop-boop-boop
I sang this tune, I wrote for you, ayo DJ, play me (ayy DJ, turn that shit
and D.O.C's
The Snoop D-O-double-G's
And the group that said "Motherfuck the police"
Gave you a tape full of dope beats
To bump when you stroll through in
Yeah (oh)
One thing about love, they say it's blind
No matter where you're from though
You gon' bump into it one day
Tru
'Cause I'm on that new
Vibration
We setting the mood for you
New and improved a move
Well overdue it's true
They hear that new type of a bump
They
Cut my hair and bump my head and fell on top
And run on sins, on friend on friend
If we don't win then pay your ties and mend your fins
And we
caught slim next to none
But now we like three deep need that extra gun
Bump into my man, I remember from up North
I remember he had principles
to disagree?
I'm from East Atlanta 6 where the boys dump bricks
But we don't bump the Blueprint 3
Wanna box me just like Max B
But you can't fuck me like
of doubt
It's just some rocky road but we've got solid ground
It's just a little bump we can work around
We've got a lifetime ahead so don't go quitting
A country dance was being held in a garden
I felt a bump and heard an, oh, beg your pardon
Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams
All around
of the bumps and bruises
If we moving towards a losing end
If I'm losing you then I refuse to win
Went from friendships with benefits
Funerals and your innocence
A country dance was being held in a garden
I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon"
Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams
All around
I ain't comb this shit in damn near a year
Sideburn zig-zag, I leave the next man with his heels up
Brain dead, and be reincarnated at a speed bump
around me.
Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings,
Bump into things like someone in love.
Each time I look at you,
I'm limp as a glove,
my belt
What? I'm independent and I'm feeling myself
A flunk I won't be
I bumps the trunks see
The ladies pop the monkey and drop the donkey
They want
around me.
Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings,
Bump into things like someone in love.
Each time I look at you,
I'm limp as a glove,
as Vanilla Ice's son
And walk around the rest of my life spit on
And kicked and hit with shit every time I sung
Like R. Kelly as soon as "Bump and Grind"
try me now, like why me now
Lookin' for Red Octobers, I will tie him down
Stay laced, spit nothin' but based, yeah
All my shit bump like Craig Mack face
to how the vice lords and folks do it
You remember bump Jay, out west, I'm the closest to it
Put on for my city bitch cause I'm supposed to do it
Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf
I'm speaking on unwritten laws the code of the streets
I'm not the type of nigga that you bump into
At a 7-11
ain't about that life
(Whoa-oh-oh) we hangin' out the window, it's about to be a Suge night
(Ayy) free Bump J, real nigga for life
(Ayy) shoutout
a while?
Maybe we could do a little kissing and tellin' lies.
When I come out on the front, girl,
You'll listen to my heart goin' bumpity bump.
I need
the table
Then bump it and knock it shake it
Jumped and got in the way then disrupted my concentration
I said fuck it and lost my patience
Since they all
the sky
Need to see your face, I need to look in your eyes
Through the storm and through the clouds
Bumps on the road and upside down now
I know it's
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