Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boom I, artist - Devin the Dude. Album song Waitin' To Inhale, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.04.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
Boom I |
That’s her, man? |
Naw, that ain’t her, man! |
You bulls***tin', man! |
That ain’t her, man! |
Hell yeah! |
I remember her, n****! |
I was tenth grade sophomore, she was in the twelfth |
She used to call me childish, 'cause on her booty I felt |
It was big, it was bouncy |
It was soft, yet firm |
That’s why I went to school — I wasn’t tryin' to learn! |
I never got my turn |
She never gave me a chance |
I used to daydream of takin' off those Chic jean pants |
At the High School Dance |
She just let it all hang |
Bootin' it over, makin' that a** swang |
The DJ was from New Orleans, the music was hype |
She got loose all night, I think the juice was spiked! |
I was high as a kite, I thought the time was right |
To ask her for a dance — she said, «Naw, that’s alright!» |
I played it off, walked back across the flo' |
F*** that, ho! |
Didn’t wanna see her no mo' |
But, about 150 pounds and 10 years later |
Seen her at the grocery store, she tryin' to |
Holla' at a player |
She useta be so fine to me |
Now she'…fatter than a motherf***er! |
That ho is huge! |
That’s a big ole bee-itch! |
She useta be so fine to me |
I tried to run, I tried to duck |
But I couldn’t get away, she was wide as f***! |
She ask me for a hug, I buried my face 'tween in her titties |
But all I could think about was how she used to bulls*** me! |
Back in the day, when she was cheerleadin' |
They was fine with all this screamin', had my eyes was bleedin' |
I was concentratin' on her, though |
Them pretty eyes |
That pretty a**, them pretty titties, and them pretty thighs |
But now, she’s a hefty heffer |
Seems like everything on her body just melted together |
But it wasn’t no thang, gave her my number and all |
And then I stepped, she said. |
You better call me, n**** |
I’mma call you, girl |
Y’know I’mma call you |
So — uhhh — is that the 713 or the 832? |
Chirp me! |
Okay, okay — that’ll work, that’ll work |
She useta be so fine to me |
Now she’s…fatter than a motherf***er! |
That ho is huge! |
From elegant to elephant |
She useta be so fine to me |
I couldn’t wait to go and tell all the n****s I went to school with |
How she used to be look like «Ohhhh, damn!» |
Now she looks like, «Oooh, s***!» |
But before I picked up the phone, I sat back and thought |
Maybe she got a problem and it wasn’t her fault |
So, I grabbed the number she gave me and used it |
Wasn’t no hard feelings, had to call her to prove it |
«Whasssup? |
This D? |
Whatcha doin'?» |
She said, «I'm in the kitchen!» |
«Fixin' some pork chops and chicken.» |
Stove Top Stuffin', macaroni and ham |
With some purple whole peas and yams |
I’m like «Damn!» |
«How many kids you got?» |
She said, «None.» |
«Where you live girl? |
s***! |
Here I come!» |
Come on in, n**** |
I’ll fix you a plate and everythang |
Whassup? |
Oooooooh! |
Did these purple whole peas yourself, girl? |
Sho' did |
Ooooooh! |
She useta be so fine to me |
(I like that pork chop) |
Fatter than a motherf***er! |
And that chicken |
Yeah, I like the breasts, too |
Oooh! |
Speaking of breasts, what cha got there? |
She useta be so fine to me |
(Grab that one, nibble on that one) |
Fatter than a motherf***er! |
You went over and did it, huh? |
Had to go over and had to hit it and split it man |
Had to get wit' it, man — the way she did it |
Hahahahaaha! |
Yeah, man, but I had an old school picture man |
I had it in my wallet, man, for so long |
So as I was jukin' that head, I was |
Lookin' at that picture, man |
At the same time, tryin' to remember |
Picturin' how she useta look |
Had to hit it because she used to look good |
'Cause she used to be fine |
She useta |
I hit it, too, man |
I was about to go home, laid on one titty and grabbed the other |
And it was over with |
Hahahahaha! |
She useta be so fine to me |
Now she’s…fatter than a motherf***er! |
She’s livin' large |
(She used to be so fine, too!) |
From elegant to elephant |
Still cute, she still got the same face |
She still cute |
She just got big ankles |
Ankles wide |