Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Xtra Thump, artist - Tash. Album song Publicity Stunt, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 13.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Sterling World
Song language: English
Xtra Thump |
| What up Fred |
| You know |
| Ooh woop ooh woop |
| Oh boy, oh boy |
| Oh girl |
| Wassup Fred |
| I need a 4X to the head |
| Or that new t-shirt sayin «wassup Fred» |
| Can I live like Jay-Z, make moves that pay me |
| (where's your chain) fuck a chain, I rock my face and name |
| I rock beats that will tear down the whole frame |
| Of your house if your system got that Roger bounce |
| Mooo bounce, to the 40 ounce |
| Tap an oldie, down the goldie |
| Mooo bounce, to the 40 ounce |
| Tap an oldie, down the gold |
| Set shit straight |
| I’m money for that money rollin state |
| I’m a different level me of authentic L. A |
| Fred Wreck, Fredrigo |
| Meet me on pico |
| I got 3 bad nihas, I need one chico |
| Hennessey all day |
| Hate is nothing to a boss |
| I feels like my nigga Big Hutch |
| Buck what it cost |
| I drop from the sky and left the lane burnin |
| Mashin down the block all this bitches heads turnin |
| This that kinda shit that make you wanna jump |
| For the car stereos wit that extra hump |
| Make niggas in the streets say what the fuck |
| Defari right back wit that extra thump |
| This that typa shit blow out ya truck |
| Make bitches on the block stoppin wanna fuck |
| Make rudeboys point it at the sky and dump |
| Defari right back wit that extra thump |
| See I was born in the world wit fast money and pretty girls |
| Fades, and braids, and O.G.s still rock curls |
| I’m from L.A. where niggas still smoke joints |
| Kush weed when they get the true taste styles the point |
| From the jungles to the eastside |
| Carson to Pacoima |
| Finish to Inglewood, it’s all L.A. California |
| The style I flip is so versitale |
| You too young girl, don’t want to hurt you child |
| Cuz when it come to the fuck I’m all bronco buff |
| Make a top notch and a momma fall in love |
| See in the club |
| My niggas all rollin up dubs |
| Everybody doja’d out hitted out nigga what |
| 300 M, we came, chop game |
| Around the town all these motherfuckers know my name |
| Ha, listen |
| 6 trays Chevrolets, all day, everyday |
| L.A. California, that’s the way we play |
| We do it to a Likwit music |
| Power movement, home improvement |
| We don’t give a fuck say what you say |
| D to the E-F-A-R-I |
| We sky high alumni Likwit niggas don’t die |
| We trynna buy everything buyable, homielayable |
| The Likwit crew drive for survival is undeniable |
| I slide a couple bitches thru the back of the club |
| If the hoes get kicked out I get 'em back in the club |
| They Rico’s keep on Rico’s top notchin |
| I know half of these hoes when these girls were hop-scotchin |
| Now watch it — you handcuffin' hoes we the locksmith |
| We ain’t satisfied untill the top notch is topless |
| Knock this in your trunk if you ain’t no punk |
| Big Tash is in the house wit that extra thump |