Fiend - Mr. Whomp Whomp lyrics

rate me

Guy:

Bitch! Who dat' nigga, who dat' nigga, who dat' nigga

Turn him up on the mic

Verse one:

Who was born to rowdy, be bout my dottie, thinking I'm Lil' Gotti

Tats on my body, catch 'em, shottie, with that red beam dottie

When they call me pop, nigga's call me mister hit 'em get 'em

Or just, bad motherfucker, because I'm quick to spit 'em, dismiss 'em

I beat the total livin', somebody get 'em

Before I put this in 'em and even the doctors won't admit 'em

Look, I won't bullshit 'em, the school, put you wupe you in the jammie

(Soldier put it on something)

Put it on my mama and her mammie

Lay it, thrown out the nanny

Got these niggas hate me ballie

Sending they pussy at me just to see a nigga stab me

Don't have my marbles at all, I'm horrible dog

Don't believe me, watch me, action when I give this call

Chorus:

It's mister whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp (there he is, there he is)

Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp (there gotta be a)

Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp (there he is, there he is)

Whomp, whomp, whomp

Verse two:

I'm the dopiest thing since the Rock

Cause the stock about a single jaws block

The only rapper slash nigga with a endorsment from a glock

I'm gain nigga go head and put that in yo' vain nigga

When you bought the Cd, you got it because of my name nigga

The one with the double R, till every track he busted on

Won't give a fuck who else on, look I'm pure competition

Just an example with the expedition

And I'm still making songs for the prisons

Nigga's besta tip, and went when C.B. Jones came about

Can't see a nigga taking me out

From Tennessee to Atlanta, shy town, and back home

What they wanna here when I touch that microphone

Chorus

Verse three:

I use to use to be a drug pusher

Now I'm that dope in your sub-woofer

Only for the coke cookers that ook us

But ain't no affording me

Can't go no where don't act accordingly

The only person that notice me is God and that nigga recording me

You wanted a hero well here I be, capital F-I-e-n-d you peeping me

See frequently fucking over your frequency

Talking 'bout our producers like quantity

Follow me, every since I said the quarter ki

Checking for me in Blockbuster every quarterly

Pardon me, I don't know if I'm the shit, or just another nigga bump

But right now I'm the nigga that's damaging your trunk

Chorus