Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reebok Pumps, artist - Thundamentals. Album song Everyone We Know, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Depth
Song language: English
Reebok Pumps |
I’ma twist a swisher, we can roll a tree |
You can get up on it homie, pass the OCBs |
I’m getting older, riding dirty like I’m ODB |
And since a young’un I’ve been suffering from that OCD |
I guess I got a problem never wanna get my sneakers scuffed |
I remember working jobs saving up for months and months |
Ever since I saw Dee Brown do a no look dunk |
I been on the hunt for the original, the Reebok Pumps |
Omni lights, there was something ‘bout the way it was |
Black and White, with the b-ball logo all up on the tongue |
It was love, had no other options but the high tops |
When I’m dead and buried want a pair up in my pine box |
My gosh, lads be repping TNs on their Nike Max |
Fuck around I bring the '80s and the '90s back |
That’s just how it is for me, feels like the epitome of hot |
Like my honey with some Pumps on her pretty feet |
You’re blowing up the spot in your Reebok Pumps |
Damn girl you do it every time |
It’s all I ever wanted, yo, it must have been a sign |
A slice of the heavenly divine, ‘cause you keep |
Blowing up the spot in your Reebok Pumps |
Damn girl you’re fucking up my mind |
It’s all I ever wanted, yo, it must have been a sign |
A slice of the heavenly divine in your Reebok Pumps |
Pump it up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up |
In your Reebok Pumps |
Air it out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out |
In your Reebok Pumps |
Yo, let me take you down that memory lane |
Before I used to ride a skateboard down it everyday |
Growing up I never really felt like all the other kids |
With their pumped up kicks like their feet were puffer fish |
Bro, let’s be honest here I never owned a pair |
Until I hooked a mate up with some chronic and they loaned me theirs |
Pump it up, air it out, YOLO fucking swag |
Stuff them crummy bubble wrap booties in your bummy duffle bag |
I be rolling deep like it’s 1989 |
Retro classic shit, custom fit, fabulous, I’m crazy fly |
Holy cow, I be balling on a budget now |
Space Jam T check me out, Bugs up on the front, don’t fuck around |
Shout out to my Nike heads, they one-upped the stakes |
But but Reebok run the game back when I was underage |
That’s just how it is for me, feels like the epitome of hot |
Like my honey with some pumps on her pretty feet |
You’re blowing up the spot in your Reebok Pumps |
Damn girl you do it every time |
It’s all I ever wanted, yo, it must have been a sign |
A slice of the heavenly divine, ‘cause you keep |
Blowing up the spot in your Reebok Pumps |
Damn girl you’re fucking up my mind |
It’s all I ever wanted, yo, it must have been a sign |
A slice of the heavenly divine in your Reebok Pumps |
Pump it up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up |
In your Reebok Pumps |
Air it out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out |