Bumpin Songtext
von Black Rob

Out west and down south my thing is bumpin′
When I'm not in New York I throw the fronts in
Pop shit what you want then
One shot′ll have you jumpin' like stuntmen
Out west and down south my thing is bumpin'
When I′m not in New York I throw the fronts in
Pop shit what you want then
One shot′ll have you jumpin' like stuntmen

Be all back, he better than ever kid
Him back down that′s something he never did
Crazy up to shake me them crackers up north'll break me
But I′mma hold it down wherever these crackers take me
The game changed it's clear as I look around
Matter fact it ain′t changed same circus different clowns
But I'm in that background I'm diggin′ the scene
Some sick scenes with the means skyhook like Kareem′s


I'mma win fam they can′t discourage me
It's never been a question if I had courage B
See I can stand with the best and shine
And if you try crown new king I′m next in line
Listen next to mine there's nothing
I do it for the chicken collard greens and the stuffing
The cornbread muffin you know with the butter and shit
And I′ll make a bet if I can't cover the shit

So let's bet that I′ll fold ′em
Better take the kids six months to steamroll 'em
Stay weed rollin′ chicks pay homage cause we holdin'
Fill all three holes like I′m bowling

Out west and down south my thing is bumpin'
When I′m not in New York I throw the fronts in
Pop shit what you want then
One shot'll have you jumpin' like stuntmen
Out west and down south my thing is bumpin′
When I′m not in New York I throw the fronts in
Pop shit what you want then
One shot'll have you jumpin′ like stuntmen

Now I'm not trying to predict the future I′m playing my cards
When I'm not on stage rippin′ it I'm just praying to God


Can't make out what females be saying to Rob
It′s like talk to ballers like Amara Shard
See I ain′t no tightwad
But I ain't taking no chick to Cape Cod
Just to hit her with the rod man
This is no mirage seeing is believing
My persona′s cavalier but I'm not from Cleveland
Just a box of one in
When you see that New York fitted cap
Just know I′m getting bucky like Dent

Only I can reinvent
The same love I got for fans in the
Mansions I got for fans in the tents
Leave your man in suspense he don't know what′s coming

Bartender mix it up like coke and rum and
Lot of dudes say they rich fam they broke and bumming
Black Barbie one of the best you smoking something

Come on fam I'm the whole total like Keisha, Keema and Pam
I load that Nina and blam y'all dudes is gonna scram
It′s cause of who I am
I hop out the Lamb and get your mans out of jam