Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stomp , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album Tunnel of Love, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 10.06.1996
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Stomp |
| Dip. |
| bitch. |
| bitch. |
| dip |
| Switch. |
| hips. |
| lick. |
| lips |
| Miss. twist. |
| quick. |
| flip |
| Then. |
| stomp. |
| then. |
| stomp |
| Geah! |
| Let’s get ready to bounce y’all |
| Let’s do it |
| I’m so low on fitteds, rose gold show was glittered |
| The blue was down, Juvenile, «Slow Motion» with it |
| The slow flow is vivid, yo whoa ho I live it |
| Oh no, throw bows, pros go low and dip it |
| You know how R twerk, I hit the bar first |
| For a bottle on a model tryin to converse |
| Ho in the back tryin to get out her bra shirt |
| And pin a broad against the wall like some art work (whoa) |
| Huh, but I rolled up in a Beamer |
| Damn near frozen to my sneakers like I rolled up out the freezer (ice) |
| Plus you ain’t never seen a soldier on a skeezer |
| That make the same chick dip it lower than Christina |
| Stomp, stomp, nigga front, stomp 'em out |
| Dip switch lick, that’s what the song is about |
| Get ya condoms out, yes it’s time to slide |
| Mom hot, parkin lot, girl get inside the ride |
| Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp |
| Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp |
| Stomp (stomp) stomp (stomp) stomp (stomp) stomp (stomp) |
| Stomp (stomp) stomp (stomp) stomp (stomp) stomp |
| Yeah, I don’t think y’all understand the true meaning of this song |
| Let me make it a little clearer for y’all |
| Yo |
| This that get it girl, twist and twirl move behind her |
| This that brush down your Gucci, Louis, new Gabbana |
| This that Luke baby move lady choose the grinder |
| This that 2 Live Crew, I need a «Hoochie Mama» |
| I’m just sickenin and gifted listen this Dip is the one |
| Six minutes, spit it, shit it, dig it, I did it for fun |
| I that nigga who comes, check and see ya ex and skeet |
| Can’t remember me cause I stay on the tip of her tongue |
| I make the bitches bounce, pop a duck get 'em found |
| Cop a Dutch, split a ounce, chop and cut big amounts |
| I’m in the Switzerland, aqua Swiss, Swiss accounts |
| Without a deal still my pockets like Swiss account |
| I eat mobsters for lunch, feed 'em rockets and pumps |
| Get it shot, listen ock play 'Pac if you want |
| I’m Cadillac scrap that’s my top in the trunk |
| No cover gutter brother the color’s tropical punch |
| I’m 'bout it 'bout it, crowd the houses and drought with some O’s |
| About the foulest cal for cowards I crouch and reload |
| A patty waggy ask ya catty I style on them hoes |
| From nasty natty Cakalacky a mouth full of gold |
| I’m a nuisance you slut, get ya coupe full of guts |
| Front stunt, all you want, chump ain’t stupid enough |
| He’ll get hit split shit tryin to prove it to us |
| I sip sizzurp and keep Crunk Juice in my cup |
| I’m about getting straight some type houses estate |
| Your wife countin my cake, her nice mouth on my snake |
| Watch surrounded by flakes, boy and these rocks are annoyin |
| I can’t keep 'em outta my face, uhh |
| Who’s as icy as me, shit I ice sickle T’s |
| It’s nothing for the stunt and turn your wife to a ski |
| My chain hang and man she delighted to see |
| A hundred karats, faggot, wrist full of vitamin D |
| Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp |
| Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp |
| Stomp (stomp) stomp (stomp) stomp (stomp) stomp (stomp) |
| Stomp (stomp) stomp (stomp) stomp (stomp) stomp |