Da Bumble lyrics |
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(testin' testin' one two Drop it Yeah, play dat like that, aye mob wit that shit nigga Aye bring that bass up a little bit Yeah like that Check game i'm bout ta spit somethin') I flipped a Lexi Speed up and catch me Lexus of Concord, Reached out and touched me Some of you hoe fake ass niggas like Roz, be messy I know some beautiful black intelligent women, they're sexy E-40's back n' Actin' black n' I don't be barkin, Nor even high cappin You betta watch me, I'm comin smebbin Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven Bet your persodian, 30R6 custodian Special shout to casual del the souls and opium About the town, |
The Valley-Jo
Just like a democratic, I'm for' the poooor' Fuck the bumble, New Click shit ain't no punk hoe Pedestrian stumble sound like a gorilla tryin to get up out the trunk hoe Continue strikin it, Hope ya' likin' it Filthy McNasties at the bus stop hitch hikin it Every egg that i pull in bulges When it comes to spittin I'm ferocious Manish wid' it, Cabbages, Savages Hangin out the window all of a sudden loose ham samiches All day, Everyday, 40 play, He say She say, Bieetch! Put that-a-way Keep it goin though Don't stop Shakin baking soda, Forms a rock thirty six zips on a triple beam scale Burn the duct tape Keep, all the ya-yo Rip a peel, Opium Extra crisp, Really real Apron, Specialist drisi drisomina zep on a zaggin Thinkin' I'm quick 'cause' watchers You know i'm pizzackin In the mornin, |
Cookin bacon
Up in the ghetto with the bullet-proof apron
Here comes the laws, Battle em', crashin through my walls Im in my draws runnin from the canine cocaine-sniffing dogs Some niggaz hate me, Some niggaz love me Some niggaz shake my paw, Some niggaz mug me I see ya tweakin', I see ya geekin' Ya bootch is with me, While ya sleepin A motherfucka ain't gotta be flash gordon all up in front of a batch to get a batch that "Hector the Hoe Protecta" shit wont work that batch just wants your scrizzach Lettin em know, Portfolio, zodiac sign scorpio See the breeze soldier, v-a-l-l-e-j-o Neva show a witness to ya enemy Neva leave your crib wid' out yo' paper, Beeotch! I'm tryin to get nigga rich Open up a shop cotton candy and licorice Cashes, stashes, that's a must We make another million and that's a plus Don't get it twisted man, Don't try to find me Might be in Switzerland Or Hawaii 1-2-3-40, Wheels, new shoes, scrappin' toe to toe Craps, Black Jack and Keno, Strike sideways hit Reno Ball cap tight, no smilin' Sittin' low somethin' profilin', Beeitch! Fuck the bumble, New Click shit ain't now punk hoe, NEW CLICK SHIT AIN'T NO PUNK HOE (blah blah blah) |
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