Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pump It Up, artist - Jay-Z.
Date of issue: 26.05.2013
Song language: English
Pump It Up |
Pump p-p pump pump p-p-p pump |
Pump p-p pump pump it up |
Pump p-p pump pump p-pump p-pump |
Pump p-p pump pump it up |
(Just Blaze) |
Pump p-p pump pump it up |
We gon' do it like (uuh, uuh, uuh) |
Look, pump it up if you came to get it crunk |
With a dame and shit that’s drunk |
You came to get it on |
More than five O’s in your bank then get it on |
Roll up like that stank and get it on |
Slank that fitted on, came to get it on |
Hold up, she wanna work that, twerk that |
Then again let me hurt that, murk that |
'Til you got a hurt back |
Can’t spit it out, boo, you gotta slurp that |
Can’t cuddle after we done, it wasn’t worth that |
Joey, I’m responsible for bringin' Jers' back |
And we bad, huh |
She at the bar stylin', she throwin' it up |
She drink a little hypno, throwin' it up |
But I’m only dealin' with freaks that wanna cut |
Ma, if you agree I wanna nut |
Camcorder, get it played late night on BET Uncut |
Fellas — do your thing, let me do my thang |
I mean, do your thing, let me do my thang |
Shorties — move that thing, mami move that thing |
C’mon, move that thing, mami move that thing |
Hustlers — do your thing, let me do my thang |
Please tell the DJ, pump-p-p-pump pump it up! |
I see some haters grillin' |
I see some ladies chillin' |
I see that girlie I been plottin' to get |
We can hop in the whip |
And we can pump p p pump pump it up |
Okay, we was leavin', we was done |
Then she said, «Can my peoples come?» |
Here we go, I see it don’t stop |
They wanna ride in somethin' where the rims don’t stop |
Look, baby, you fine, but your girlfriend’s not |
And then she wanna hold out gettin' cute on the phone |
I ain’t gotta be bothered, be cute on your own |
My jump off doesn’t run off at the mouth so much |
My jump off never ask why I go out so much |
My jump off never has me goin' out of my way |
And she don’t want nothin' on Valentine’s Day |
My jump off don’t argue or get rebellious |
And she don’t mind hangin' out with the fellas |
My jump off’s not insecure or jealous |
Fellas — do your thing, let me do my thang |
I mean, do your thing, let me do my thang |
Shorties — move that thing, mami move that thing |
C’mon, move that thing, mami move that thing |
Hustlers — do your thing, let me do my thang |
Please tell the DJ, pump p p pump pump it up! |
Y’all dudes keep talkin' 'bout your ice and all the shine to it |
That’s a white gold cross with a real fine cubic |
Ma wanna fall in love like I’m cupid |
Tellin' me she don’t give brain like I’m stupid |
You can do anything if you put your mind to it |
Get it? |
No? |
Think about it |
The game is bad, playa — ain’t it bad, playa? |
Don’t worry, Joey’ll change it back, playa |
Mighta heard me spittin' with Cain and Fab, playa |
I got the set boards to bring it back, playa |
Bang and clap, playa |
Frontman no longer playin' the back, playa |
Plain as that, playa |
808's pumpin', bang the track, playa |
Want my second wind? |
Change the rap, playa |
Jump off one-man-gang, I’m back, playa |
Look, what you want, bump double click pump |
Ride, ride, swamp, dump off homie, jump off |
All these haters on my (huh) won’t jump off |
When all the streets need is J J J Jump off |
J J Jump J J J J J Jump off, uuh, uuh, uuh |
Fellas — do your thing, let me do my thang |
I mean, do your thing, let me do my thang |
Shorties — move that thing, mami move that thing |
C’mon, move that thing, mami move that thing |
Hustlers — do your thing, let me do my thang |
Please tell the DJ, pump p p pump pump it up! |