DEAP - We Pump Heavy lyrics

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Yea, Uh Huh, it's Deap, bad batch, Ay Sap I see you baby! uh

Me, I don't chase dat paper

I locate dat paper

Take dat paper

Make money outta dat!

I push it to da limit

Dat whip you want I'm in it

Buck suttin on dash

Woodgrain, watch me timber da block

Ain't no duffle bag boyz here

I tuck it straight in my denim

Louie luggage whatever ain't spent, I'm

Bob Barker, stick to da script partner

If the price is right

I'll let it off

You'll hear ann audience, uh

All G's fro my belt to my kicks please

300 on the jeanz

Audigier on the T

My wrist be Audomar

Them Bezels they be on gleam

Cockier than a muthafucka

Guess it's how I lean

Soon as I hit da club

That's when everybody thump

Sending 20 shots your way

Get every body drunk

Got my glizzy on dizzeck

In case anybody pumps

Tell them niggaz shout they block

That's where everybody pumps

I count money

I fuck hoes

I gotta lawyer, jeweler, tattoo artist, hold up

I gotta batch of dat good smoke, good smoke

I gotta bachelor Pad and,

Club jumpin' jumpin' (It jump heavy)

Deap Pumpin' pumpin' (I pump heavy)

Block jumpin' jumpin (It Jump heavy)

We pumpin' pumpin' (We pump heavy)

All these niggaz in my face

Bunnies they all wasted,

Got da goonies at the bar

Tell her liqour with no chaser

Bottle services tell a bitch to leave her purse

Bad Batch is in the building

And Deap, he's on purpose

I push work, pussy I dig dirt

Shovel heavy from my niggaz I burried

That shit hurts

If you don't bang first

You'll get dat hurst with da strip

Either that or feel da burn when it hit

I'm from a city where the skinny niggaz ride

Biggest niggaz could die quicka,

Glicka on my waste

Said I'm tatted on my neck

I'm A North Philly Badland Boy like Pyrex

I'm hot, Like high Jets, I'm Fly

I bet

You don't be swimmin' in broads

You ain't deap like me

Be bullshittin' with frauds

Nigga you don't leak like me,

You don't pick up your thumbs to shift

You don't cheat like me

Pull up in dat 5 P.M.

You ain't sleak like me

I be dat D-Boy

I duck strays lived on dat corner

Dudes, big spendin', Good attendence

Is whatcha outta do

I'm big wheelin'

Like Mattell,

I'm still killin' em

Bad bitches are good fish

I'm still reelin' em

Ha, I'm still peelin' them streets

See dat luxury sedan all delicate

Just peep

How they vallet it

We don't pop fly, Philly spray it

And definetly don't pop champange

We Bang da stainless (Uh)

From da disel

Bundle, capsule, Or Needle

Brodied a spot my self

Beak On, Eagle

She tell me to freak her

I tell her I'll Puerto Reek her

Sharp shape-up, A Bangga

I'm Probably gone for a weekend

Boom-Boom

Apply Pressure-Pressure

When the pipes bust I bet they rain Chedda-Chedda

Better Move-Move

Away from me-from me

Cause when my pockets burst I bet they leak money! (Uh Huh)