Ronald Nathan Bell - Pump It Up lyrics

[Intro] 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) [Verse 1] Look, pump it up if you came to get it crunk With a dame and sh** that's drunk You came to get it on More than 5 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 want work that twerk that Then again let me hurt that murk that Til you gotta 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 Jersey back (And we bad huh) She at the bar stylin' she throwing it up She drink a little hypno, throwing it up But I'm only dealing with freaks that wanna cut Ma if you agree I wanna nut Camcorder, get it played late night on BET Uncut (uhh) [Hook] 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! [Bridge] I see some haters grilling I see some ladies chilling I see dat girlie I been plottin to get See can hop in the whip And we can Pump p p pump pump it up [Verse 2] OK we was leaving we was done Then she said, "Can my people's come?" Here we go I see it don't stop They wanna ride in something were the rims don't stop Look baby you fine, but your girlfriend's not And then she wanna hold out getting 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 going out of my way And she don't want nothing on Valentine's Day My jump off don't argue or get rebellious And she don't mind hanging out wit da fellas My jump off's not insecure or jealous (Uuh, uuh, uuh) [Hook] 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 [Verse 3] Y'all dudes keep talking 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 Telling 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 Might've heard me spitting with Cain and Fab playa I got the set boards to bring it back playa Bang and clap playa Front man no longer playin the back playa Plain as that playa 808's pumpin bang the track playa Want my 2nd wind change the rap playa Jump off 1 man gang I'm back playa Look, Want 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 [Hook] 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 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!