Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pump Pump, artist - Clear Soul Forces. Album song Still, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 21.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fat Beats
Song language: English
Pump Pump |
| Grooving |
| Grooving |
| Just being fucking creative, I’m chasing the rhythm daily |
| I’m blanking when Ilajide hit record up in the basement |
| Bank 'em or get a statement as I’m hopping in a spaceship |
| While you fighting over Wraiths, I’ma go deeper into space |
| Strolling through the building but the muthafuckin torches, nigga |
| Oh you don’t know? |
| We the muthafucking Forces nigga |
| Point me to the checks, finesse shit, jet off |
| Killed her after busting my temple against the stone wall |
| Picked up all the bricks, started building my own road |
| Now the people feel me from Detroit across the whole globe |
| To the bone, my niggas say I should gloat more |
| I’m your mama favorite rapper and she give me throat woah |
| How is that for jokes? |
| Laugh now, cry later |
| Once you peel the onion back, see the lines have layers |
| Niggas motivated, keep hating hating |
| Motivated, keep hating hating |
| And pump up, up up, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, nigga tell me who got the juice nigga |
| Pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, nigga tell me who got the juice nigga |
| Pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, nigga tell me who got the juice nigga |
| Tell me who got the juice |
| See no 2Pac in you, you just who poppin fool |
| Me I be popping fools, that be mad evident |
| Got all the hoes but my count ain’t reflecting it |
| They be detecting it, only after sexing it |
| Maybe 'cause the kind of dick I give 'em be telling shit like |
| Gotta keep digging deeper |
| My finances take a chance, I gotta see where the gold |
| I mean see where this goes, uh oh, my |
| She know I ain’t about it but my talent 'bout it 'bout it |
| flow riding riding, fa sho |
| I’m 'bout my chicken like an episode of Chowder, aye yo |
| Money I’m like baby powder |
| dream about it like |
| , engineer with the |
| Oh yea, microphone and speakers nigga |
| Juice nigga |
| Pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, nigga tell me who got the juice nigga |
| Pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, nigga tell me who got the juice nigga |
| Who got the juice facing |
| 450 splash, losing my mask in rotation |
| Fuck it mask off, the champion still retain |
| The lyrical in ya lane, I’m off in the terrain |
| You couldn’t handle my pedigree, ready to play the game |
| It’s a war inside of my brain, feeling so out of place |
| Uh, I’m always detrimental even though I’m trapped inside of a trap instrumental |
| In the middle of playing |
| Bucky Barnes cleaning off the lens of my rifle in the middle of a winter storm |
| The Winter Soldier fold a rapper in the snow with the metal arm |
| Level I’m on you couldn’t see with the rinnegan |
| Defending my thoughts or being killed by the law |
| Clear Soul the Black Order and Nov Ebony Maw |
| Middle finger to the law |
| They still be killing us off and I can’t resist |
| Juice nigga |
| Pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, nigga tell me who got the juice nigga |
| Pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, nigga tell me who got the juice nigga |
| Eating the beat up, my hunger Ethiopian |
| could’ve went commercial ha |
| Head of the times, catch your latest infomercials ha |
| this, it came from the heart |
| I love my ribs, |
| The style’s |
| should’ve went and built you an ark |
| Make you wonder like the breaking up of Little Brother |
| Is you niggas listening or should we boost up the treble |
| Ear drum like Swae Lee to |
| Randy Savage snap into Slim Jimmies in the 1980s |
| new Pirelli’s |
| Revolutions, PP7s deadly, hope you niggas ready |
| Juice nigga |
| Pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, nigga tell me who got the juice nigga |
| Pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, jump up |
| Up, pump pump, nigga tell me who got the juice nigga |