Pump It Up - Edited Album Version

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Pump p Pump Pump
 Pump p p Pump Pump it up
 Pump p Pump Pump
 Pump p p Pump Pump it up
 Pump p p Pump Pump it up
 (Just Blaze)
 We gon' do it like
 (Uuh, uuh, uhh)
 Look, pump it up if you came to get it krunk
 With a dame and shit that's drunk
 You came to get it on
 More than 5 O's in ya 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 want work that, twork that
 Then again lemme hurt that, murk that
 Til ya gotta 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' Jersey 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 dealing with freaks that wanna cut
 Ma if you agree I want nut
 Camcorder, get it played late night on BET Uncut
 (Uuh)
 Fellas, Do ya thing lemme do my thang
 I mean, Do ya thing lemme do my thang
 Shorties, Move that thing mami move that thang
 C'mon, Move that thing mami move that thang
 Hustlers, Do ya thing lemme do my thang
 Please tell the DJ, pump p p pump pump it up
 I see some haters grillin'
 I see some ladies chillin'
 I see that girlie
 I've been plottin' to get
 She can hop in the whip
 And we can
 Pump p p Pump Pump it up
 OK, we was leaving we was done
 Then she said "Can my people's come"
 Here we go I see it don't stop
 They wanna ride in something where the rims don't stop
 Look baby you fine but ya girlfriends not
 And then she wanna holdout getting cute on the phone
 I ain't gotta be bothered, be cute on ya 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 going out of my way
 And she don't want nothin' on Valentines Day
 My jump off don't argue or get rebellious
 And she don't mind hangin' out with the fellas
 My jump off's not insecure or jealous
 (Uuh, uuh, uuh)
 ♪
 Y'all dudes keep talkin' 'bout ya ice and all the shine to it
 That's alright go cross-world find 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 ya mind to it
 (Get it)
 Think about it the game is bad playa
 Ain't it bad playa
 Don't worry Joey will change it back playa
 Might of heard me spittin' with Cain and Fab playa
 I got the set boards to bring it back playa
 Bang and clap playa
 Front man no longer playin' the back playa
 Plain as that playa
 808's pumpin' bang the track playa
 Want my 2nd wind change the rap playa
 Jump off 1 man gang I'm back playa
 Look, whatchu 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 j Jump off
 (Uuh, uuh, uuh)
 

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Duration
03:44
Key
6
Tempo
105 BPM

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