| I’ma twist a swisher, we can roll a tree
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| You can get up on it homie, pass the OCBs
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| I’m getting older, riding dirty like I’m ODB
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| And since a young’un I’ve been suffering from that OCD
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| I guess I got a problem never wanna get my sneakers scuffed
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| I remember working jobs saving up for months and months
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| Ever since I saw Dee Brown do a no look dunk
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| I been on the hunt for the original, the Reebok Pumps
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| Omni lights, there was something ‘bout the way it was
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| Black and White, with the b-ball logo all up on the tongue
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| It was love, had no other options but the high tops
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| When I’m dead and buried want a pair up in my pine box
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| My gosh, lads be repping TNs on their Nike Max
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| Fuck around I bring the '80s and the '90s back
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| That’s just how it is for me, feels like the epitome of hot
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| Like my honey with some Pumps on her pretty feet
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| You’re blowing up the spot in your Reebok Pumps
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| Damn girl you do it every time
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| It’s all I ever wanted, yo, it must have been a sign
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| A slice of the heavenly divine, ‘cause you keep
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| Blowing up the spot in your Reebok Pumps
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| Damn girl you’re fucking up my mind
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| It’s all I ever wanted, yo, it must have been a sign
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| A slice of the heavenly divine in your Reebok Pumps
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| Pump it up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up
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| In your Reebok Pumps
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| Air it out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out
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| In your Reebok Pumps
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| Yo, let me take you down that memory lane
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| Before I used to ride a skateboard down it everyday
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| Growing up I never really felt like all the other kids
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| With their pumped up kicks like their feet were puffer fish
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| Bro, let’s be honest here I never owned a pair
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| Until I hooked a mate up with some chronic and they loaned me theirs
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| Pump it up, air it out, YOLO fucking swag
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| Stuff them crummy bubble wrap booties in your bummy duffle bag
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| I be rolling deep like it’s 1989
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| Retro classic shit, custom fit, fabulous, I’m crazy fly
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| Holy cow, I be balling on a budget now
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| Space Jam T check me out, Bugs up on the front, don’t fuck around
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| Shout out to my Nike heads, they one-upped the stakes
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| But but Reebok run the game back when I was underage
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| That’s just how it is for me, feels like the epitome of hot
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| Like my honey with some pumps on her pretty feet
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| You’re blowing up the spot in your Reebok Pumps
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| Damn girl you do it every time
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| It’s all I ever wanted, yo, it must have been a sign
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| A slice of the heavenly divine, ‘cause you keep
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| Blowing up the spot in your Reebok Pumps
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| Damn girl you’re fucking up my mind
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| It’s all I ever wanted, yo, it must have been a sign
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| A slice of the heavenly divine in your Reebok Pumps
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| Pump it up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up
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| In your Reebok Pumps
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| Air it out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Reebok Pumps , by - Thundamentals. Song from the album Everyone We Know, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп