Bump Bump

[Intro: Raekwon (Prince Po)]

Time to establish, you know how it's going down (Yeah) Word up

What up Prince Po, what up baby? (Yeah)

Shallah Raekwon, Lex Diamond, let's get it to 'em

[Chorus: Prince Po (Raekwon) {both}]

{Aiyo, come through} Come on

You know we do it big girl, don't front front

(Get dipped, tell your friends, we got the bump bump)

The what? (the bump bump)

The what? (the bump bump)

The what? (the bump bump)

The what? (the bump bump) what

{Come through} We get it crackin' dog, don't front front, yeah

{Givin' hummin' in the Benz} (We got the) {bump bump}

The what? (the bump bump)

The what? (the bump bump)

The what? (the bump bump)

The what? (the bump bump)

[Prince Po]

Its a wrap slick, still on point, like a cactus

It's that new Prince Po shit, get at this

Mami's love to mack this, breakers do back flips

We buggin' in the club, in the cut like cat piss

It's hood love, baby, give my sounds to blackness

Eight kids are under the mattress, for survival tactics

Ma, don't try to ride with no practice

Hit up til you heat up skeet, and your body collapses

Girl, I can't help it, I'm nasty

Put in a lot of work, so my hands stay ashy

Stack and cop, houses to land, machines is classy

Diamonds is hollerin', and sayin' you got some greens to pass me, so

[Chorus]

[Raekwon]

Word to my Nike Airs, I been reved years ago

How many years a nigga done blessed, here's the flow

Word up, magazine, chrome gats, all in my backs

So many live niggaz, all day high niggaz and grown bats

Play the hood, stay in the hood

Display mad '88, gettin' weight, Rae and them good

Play the rooftop, black caught her, quarter in my pocket

Hit the booth up, blow like shorty got a rocket

So much talent to spray, me, I never leave

Stand there, get my money, let fam breath

Connect like opposites, blow like tropical weed

Hit Hawaii up, fuckin' in the cockpits

[Chorus]

[Prince Po]

Fried chicken, ghetto funk, mic control

Young thelonious monk, still ice cold

Teen and meanin' the collard greens, stomp through the jungle

Lambs shakin' they amps, catch up if you want to

Got you on the lean, like wits, murk you through Queens

Dippin' in between your lanes, like we crumbs, in the seats seems

You ride with pros, Rae and Po, straight hoe's, meet in Paris for shows

Funked dub it like a dunk from Shaq, down low

Nasty habits, Prince Po, Madlib, beg for blows

Straight gully like the seventy's, heavy for sure

Aiyo 'Lib, they small fries, we Big Macs to go

Adrenaline pumpin', we got it jumpin' dog, it's nothin'

Carnivores, man huntin', once we start dumpin' the duke

For the love of your life, stop frontin'

Might hit up your click tonight, we havin' a little somethin', so

[Chorus]

[Outro: Raekwon]

Ya'll know how it go down, y'all know how it go down

Lex Diamond, Prince Po (you know what I'm sayin?)

We the illest niggaz, yo (you tell a wack rapper, that, youknowhatimsayin

Word up, you knowhatimsayin? Watch them Uncle Peaches ass niggaz, you

knowhatimsayin?)

Chuck Berry haircut ass niggaz out there, yo, word