Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bump, artist - Asoh Black!Date of issue: 23.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bump |
| 347 East New York Brooklyn shit up in this bitch |
| You know what it is (hey) |
| This shit right here, oh this shit right here nigga |
| Yeah this that shit that all my niggas… |
| Today’s a good day I done made myself a million dollar single |
| Living like the niggas on the screens do, I fiend to |
| Call my momma, poppa say I made it |
| Spell my name right up in the pavement when you |
| Bump my shit, love my shit |
| Bump my |
| Bump my shit, love my shit |
| Hope you |
| Bump my shit, love my shit |
| Bump my, bump my, bump my |
| (Aye somebody go find me Alex) |
| Look this shit so ridiculous |
| Make you wanna thank your momma and your poppa and your pastor |
| And whoever had a goddamn jam double dip in this |
| It better had been a chip in this |
| No disease ridden fingertips |
| Trynna steal the sauce |
| Cause when you’re reaching levels |
| Where they love to test |
| You become the boss |
| You become the one to tell these niggas that there’s something for us in the |
| higher figured salaries |
| Young man get degrees |
| At the same time |
| At the back of your mind |
| Don’t forget that vision |
| Fueled by ambition |
| Higher and higher you lift it |
| (rapping in background) |
| (Hey, I hope this toughens you |
| I been fucking dishing W’s |
| Turn your ass to gold if I fuck with you |
| We gonna build this from the ground up |
| Money count up, when we round up |
| Aye I heard somebody say, this that late November summer jam) |
| Alright we, we gotta rush into this one |
| We gotta, we gotta mosh this one |
| I said |
| (Thick thighed girls) |
| I been lookin, where you at? |
| Hopefully you ain’t there bussin in the back |
| Come to the front |
| Girl (bump, bump, bump bump bump) |
| BUMP! |
| This your party too |
| And if your body groove |
| I can come down right now and make this a party of 2 |
| Don’t tempt me |
| Doctors orders, I need to do less flexing |
| Cause the nerves in the wrist, that I’m messing with, need resting |
| Guess momma didn’t tell him |
| Since days where it was belly fluid I rested in |
| See that boy right there he been so restless |
| Might pop out 3 weeks early just to beat doctors projects |
| Competitive edge is so effortless |
| I hope you been taken lessons |
| Don’t go messin with him! |
| Shit, that nigga nice |
| Sound like D-rose getting courage to wear these new blue nikes |
| Honestly Alex, I’ve been trying to get in contact with you for so long |
| I don’t even know why you have a phone now a days |
| No text backs, no call backs |
| Like, you don’t know how to check up on anybody? |
| I guess it’s because you’re getting big now |
| I heard you’re doing songs with Asoh |
| Just know that |
| You know, I’ll always love and support you |
| And I’ll always be here if you want to get back in touch |
| But, yeah good luck |