paroles de chanson Pump It Up - Joe Budden
Pump-p-p-pump-pump-p-p-p-pump
Pump-p-p-pump-pump
it
up
Pump-p-p-pump-pump-p-pump-p-pump
Pump-p-p-pump-pump
it
up
(Just
Blaze)
Pump-p-p-pump-pump
it
up
We
gon'
do
it
like
Look,
pump
it
up
if
you
came
to
get
it
crunk
With
a
dame
and
shit
that's
drunk
You
came
to
get
it
on
More
than
five
O's
in
your
bank
then
get
it
on
Roll
up
like
that
stank
and
get
it
on
Slank
that
fitted
on,
came
to
get
it
on
Hold
up,
she
wanna
work
that,
twerk
that
(no)
Then
again
let
me
hurt
that,
murk
that
'Til
you
got
a
hurt
back
Can't
spit
it
out,
boo,
you
gotta
slurp
that
Can't
cuddle
after
we
done,
it
wasn't
worth
that
Joey,
I'm
responsible
for
bringin'
Jers'
back
And
we
bad,
huh
She
at
the
bar
stylin',
she
throwin'
it
up
She
drink
a
little
hypno,
throwin'
it
up
But
I'm
only
dealin'
with
freaks
that
wanna
cut
Ma,
if
you
agree
I
wanna
nut
Camcorder,
get
it
played
late
night
on
BET
Uncut
(Fellas)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(I
mean)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(Shorties)
move
that
thing,
mami
move
that
thing
(C'mon)
move
that
thing,
mami
move
that
thing
(Hustlers)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(Please
tell
the
DJ)
pump-p-p-pump
pump
it
up!
Nicca!
I
see
some
haters
grillin'
I
see
some
ladies
chillin'
I
see
that
girlie
I
been
plottin'
to
get
We
can
hop
in
the
whip
And
we
can
pump-p-p-pump-pump
it
up
Okay,
we
was
leavin',
we
was
done
Then
she
said,
"Can
my
peoples
come?"
Here
we
go,
I
see
it
don't
stop
They
wanna
ride
in
somethin'
where
the
rims
don't
stop
Look,
baby,
you
fine,
but
your
girlfriend's
not
(c'mon)
And
then
she
wanna
hold
out
gettin'
cute
on
the
phone
I
ain't
gotta
be
bothered,
be
cute
on
your
own
My
jump
off
doesn't
run
off
at
the
mouth
so
much
My
jump
off
never
ask
why
I
go
out
so
much
My
jump
off
never
has
me
goin'
out
of
my
way
And
she
don't
want
nothin'
on
Valentine's
Day
My
jump
off
don't
argue
or
get
rebellious
And
she
don't
mind
hangin'
out
with
the
fellas
My
jump
offs
not
insecure
or
jealous
(Fellas)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(I
mean)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(Shorties)
move
that
thing,
mami
move
that
thing
(C'mon)
move
that
thing,
mami
move
that
thing
(Hustlers)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(Please
tell
the
DJ)
pump-p-p-pump
pump
it
up!
Y'all
dudes
keep
talkin'
'bout
your
ice
and
all
the
shine
to
it
That's
a
white
gold
cross
with
a
real
fine
cubic
Ma
wanna
fall
in
love
like
I'm
cupid
Tellin'
me
she
don't
give
brain
like
I'm
stupid
You
can
do
anything
if
you
put
your
mind
to
it
Get
it?
No?
Think
about
it
The
game
is
bad,
playa,
ain't
it
bad,
playa?
Don't
worry,
Joey'll
change
it
back,
playa
Mighta
heard
me
spittin'
with
Cain
and
Fab,
playa
I
got
the
set
boards
to
bring
it
back,
playa
Bang
and
clap,
playa
Frontman
no
longer
playin'
the
back,
playa
Plain
as
that,
playa
808's
pumpin',
bang
the
track,
playa
Want
my
second
wind?
Change
the
rap,
playa
Jump
off
one-man-gang,
I'm
back,
playa
Look,
what
you
want,
bump
double
click
pump
Ride,
ride,
swamp,
dump
off
homie,
jump
off
All
these
haters
on
my
(huh)
won't
jump
off
When
all
the
streets
need
is
j-j-j
jump
off
J-J-Jump
j-j-j-j-j-jump
off,
uh,
uh,
uh
(Fellas)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(I
mean)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(Shorties)
move
that
thing,
mami
move
that
thing
(C'mon)
move
that
thing,
mami
move
that
thing
(Hustlers)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(Please
tell
the
DJ)
pump-p-p-pump
pump
it
up!
(Fellas)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(I
mean)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(Shorties)
move
that
thing,
mami
move
that
thing
(C'mon)
move
that
thing,
mami
move
that
thing
(Hustlers)
do
your
thing,
let
me
do
my
thang
(Please
tell
the
DJ)
pump-p-p-pump
pump
it
up!
Nicca!
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