Spank Rock

Spank Rock - Bump lyrics

rate me

Honey, honey see me

Behind my Gameboy

I got game girl

It comes easy

Let go your shoulders

My popsicle it’s so sweetsie

slam back that sparks

Don’t hesitate

And you believe me

Ya bitch believe me

Bdeded, bdeded

Bump, bump-bump,

Bump-bump, bump, bump-bump, bump.

Bump, bump-bump,

Bump-bump, bump, bump-bump.

(Hey there you go, there you go, fine by…)

Bump-

(Too much rump in the trunk)

Bump, bump-bump

[It‘s rainin’ it’s pouring, the little girl is snoring]

Bump, bump-bump,

(Typical)

Bump-bump, bump, bump-bump.

(Rump in the trunk)

Bump, bump-bump,

(Rump in the trunk)

(Typical)

(Rump in the trunk)

Now mingle shake from every angle

Re group the hood

Gonna start by the spangle

Like Karma Sutra

I hit from every angle

Free to speak from this place

Cos’ your thoughts so tangled

What’s that look on you face all miniscule

Want me to stand still

But your whole crew’s tangled

Cut them off shangle

Dangle

Fuck you

Get me?

Dadadada

Come straight from the hood

Gonna keep my music

call it rock/rap/punk confusion

It’s too confusin’

I do what I like

So what I pop is called it’s called Spank Rock

Right from the middle

That’s right Spank Rock

From the bottom to the middle to the middle to the top

The hottest mother fucker in the whole damn block

Do my thing and the girls watch

Honey, honey see me

Behind my Gameboy

I got game girl

It comes easy

Let go your shoulders

My popsicle is so sweetsie

slam back that sparks

Don’t hesitate

And you believe me

Ya bitch believe me

Bdededed

Bump, bump-bump,

Bump-bump, bump, bump-bump, bump.

Bump, bump-bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump…

Hell you can date me take me down to the bitch’s show

(Lets rock)

And I’d even let you hold my hand so the whole damn world can know

(If you can want my time we can unwind)

The real old rock and roll

Things get better yet

And like it said let me know when you’re ready to go

I just be here with my feet up free

Rollin’ this weed up

Me and my *martini ain't changin

We just stayin’ the same man

and While you spritzin’ and teasin’

I’ll just catch up on my readin

fresh offa work

Button down shirt

Bad ass mother fuckin’ cool jerk

Honey, honey see me

Behind my Gameboy

I got game girl

It comes easy

Let go your shoulders

My popsicle it’s so sweetsie

slam back that sparks

Don’t hesitate

And you believe me

Ya bitch believe me

Hey yo it’s me and Spank Rock

We always poppin’ it hot

He gets the ladies in line

I got you ridin’ my jock

I keep it dirty, not like Fergi

Ain’t the Black Eyed Peas

This shit ain’t happy

I’m trashy, boastful bitch MC

My rhymes are painful and fresh

My pussy’s tastin’ the best

I’m face scratchin’ weave snatchin’

If you’re ready to step

Cos’ I’m a throw down kinda bitch

I don’t play around

See I cut the fuck up

And I knock the fuck down

Pussy pounders have got my back

They all over the place

You can’t get it so you sweat it

We keep that shit laced

Two one five triple eight

We never slip it on the beat

Can’t help it if we roll

We get the players in heat

My ghetto girls

Take it, take it grab your man up like a thief

My ghetto girls

Hate it, hate it grab you bitches on a leash

My ghetto girls

Shake it, shake it break it like a dime piece

My ghetto girls

Fake it, fake it if that dick ain’t sweet

See I roll my Dutch thick

I can spit my verse quick

Don’t trip on this philly shit

We keeping’ it siiiiiick

We got the fly by on the hustle and grind

And if you get us at the right time

You get it from behind

In just Chanel pumps

And throw my legs up

And if you ready you can get it anytime you want

I’m the midnight dropper

I’m the body rockin’ rocker

Workin’ tight all night

Yo I’m never getting tired

Just a dirty little grin

When you digger dig it in

*How the bitches think of this*

When you stickin’ it in

Track your system

When we sippin’

Thinkin’ when we dippin’

Like you looks when I be drippin’

Think my shit is straight addictin’

Or in the bathroom break you off in the bed

Theigh squeezin’ puss teasin’ cock

Rockin’ you head

See I like my ass sassy

I keep my man happy

Cos’ I ride like Kelly Bundy, yo I keep that shit, nasty. Nasty…

Bump, bump-bump

Nasty…

(Typical)

Thanks to hosh for these lyrics

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