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Bump

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Creep creep, im gonna creep da creep for the kind bud

O.C. late night rollin in my v-dub sittin scrapin resin so I'm lookin

for a sack,

Well I learned, ill head for burn, VF Show's got my back,

(Right on, right on brotha, blaze em, better rip dat shit!, RIP IT!!!)

Ya, this is that 1605 shit, the real Huntington Beach back yard fuckin

grow style



Bump, Bump, Bump

That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk

Said Bump, Bump, Bump

We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck



Well I'm that pig that the bitches talk about

Saint's what they shout, you got all the clout

A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King

1605... (fool pass me the bing)



Now the stereo is off, i sway, push play

You here humble pie from a mile away

All the heads are rhymin cause the bass is bumpin

D-Loc is mumblin (I got a little something')



Well now ya pass me a 40 and i took a sip

Sparked up a bowl and I took a rip trip

Came to a halt at an intersection

Turned up the music at my discretion



D-Loc in the back says what do I see

A jeep full of freaks just staring at me

D-Loc was right they was in a range rover

Looked over my shoulder I pulled the car over



They got out the car and stepped to my side

I said hello ladies let us take a ride

I'm Saint Dog that's D-Loc the man

Daddy S is da boom that's Rocky the Pimp



So climb on in and don't be shy

Were gonna close the doors and let the games be fly

Once again I said it my names S.D.

Its just another day of a pcp



C'Mon, C'Mon!

Bump, Bump, Bump

That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk

Said Bump, Bump, Bump

We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck

Said Bump, Bump, Bump

That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk

Said Bump, Bump, Bump

Saint Dog put it down for suburban pride



I live' my life on the 9 to 5

Up early in the morning trying to survive

A chump change, it's a shame with no education

No inspiration, no destination



But now my occupation is to do what I like

Keep the crowd moving and rock the mic

Cuz if I don't rock it then another sucker will

And if you don't jock it then I can't pay the bill...



Trip Daddy X threw me out on stage

Said Saint represent for the underage

Same damn year, my face is up in rays

Got that ring in my nose labeled 16 gauge



Nah, Saint Dog, I hunt ducks with a 12 gauge

And when I'm on the stage, yes I get get real blazed

Get me on the court my skills will put you in amaze

T-T-T-Tickin a twine all day



C'Mon, C'Mon

Bump, Bump, Bump

That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk

Said Bump, Bump, Bump

We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck

Said Bump, Bump, Bump

That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk

Said Bump, Bump, Bump

We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck

Said Bump, Bump, Bump

That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk

Said Bump, Bump, Bump

D-Loc's on the pipe, Rip Rip shit up...



It's the unpolitical, psychoanalytical

Undefeated champ that'll stick you fool

My style is crazy, not wooka waaka lazy

If you chill with me I'll be sure to... (blaze thee)



Plant you in the ground let you drift like a daisy

That shit, said my sister, makes my life kinda hazy

My momma my poppa i think i should tell them

The day gots my head and fucked up my cerebellum



It's about time to compute your math

Cause my beats keep bumpin' like a seismograph

See i tripped before but never like this

Goes straight to my mind put my brain in a blitz



I ??????? the funk when i smoke the skunk

A 40 bowl evil in my peek im drunk

And like Mickey Mantle, I can switch my stance

I'm a supercharged baller that's electrically enhanced.



My flows are silky soft... like I write and my lesson

And now a lyricista, poetry in motion

To each and to each I cause a commotion

Cops smellin' money takin' off with my portion



Farewell to all and to all good night

I'll leave ya these ????? out all night..

Wait, Wait, Wait you said ????? That shit will fuck you up

Get off the ????? and rock the bump



C'Mon

Bump, Bump, Bump

That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk

Said Bump, Bump, Bump

We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck

Bitch!





Another Version

Provided by "sean coffey" <student@monroecc.edu>

------------------------------------------------------------



Creep creep, I'm on the creep the creep for the kind bud

OC, late night, rollin in my V-Dub,

Sick of scrapin resin so I'm lookin for a sack

All I've learned, I've ever burned, BSO got my back

(Right on, right on brotha, blaze on, better rip dat shit, RIP IT!)

Yeah, this is that 1605 shit

The real Huntington Beach backyard fucking garage style



Bump, bump, bump

That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,

Said bump, bump, bump,

We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck!



Well I'm that pig that the bitches talk about,

Saints what they shout, you got all the clout,

A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King,

1605, fool pass me the bing



Now the stereo is up, I sway, push play,

You hear Humble Gods from a mile away,

All the heads is bobbin' cause the bass is bumpin,

D-Loc is mumblin, "I got a little somethin"



Well he passed me a Hornet and I took a sip,

Sparked up the bowl and I took a rip, trip

Came to a halt at an intersection,

Turned up the music at my discretion



D-Loc in the back said "What do I see?

A Jeep full of freaks just starin at me."

D-Loc was right, they was in a Range Rover

Looked over my shoulder, I pulled them all over



They got out the car and stepped to my side

I said "Hello ladies let's take a ride"

I'm Saint Dog, that's D-Loc the man

Daddy X is the one who's driving the van



So climb on in and don't be shy

We're gonna close the doors and let the games by fly

Once again I said it, my names SD

It's just another day of a PTB

C'Mon C'Mon!





Bump, bump, bump

That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,

Said bump, bump, bump,

We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck!

Said bump, bump, bump

That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,

Said bump, bump, bump,

Saint Dog put it down for suburban pride



An I lived my life on the 9-5,

Up early in the mornin tryin to survive

A chump change, it's a shame, with no education

No inspiration, no destination



But now my occupation is to do what I like

Keep the crowd movin and rock the mic

Cause if I don't rock it than another sucker will

And if you don't jock it then I can't pay the bill



Trip Daddy X threw me out on stage

He said "Saint, represent for the underage"

Same damn year, my face is up and raised

Got that ring in my nose labeled 16 gauge



Nah, Saint Dog I hunt ducks with a 12 gauge

And when i'm on the stage, yes I get get real blazed

Get me on the court my skills will put you in amaze

T-T-T-Tickin a twine all day



C'Mon C'Mon!

Bump, bump, bump

That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,

Said bump, bump, bump,

We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck!

Said bump, bump, bump

That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,

Said bump, bump, bump,

D-Loc's on the pipe, rip rip shit up



It's the unpolitical, psychoanalytical,

Undefeated champ that will stick you fool

My style is crazy, not wooka wakka lazy

If you chill with me I'll be sure to blaze thee



Plant you in the ground make you drift like a daisy

That shit in my system makes my life kinda hazy

My Mama, my poppa, i think I should tell them

The J gots my head and fucked up my cerebellum



Its about time to compute your math

Cuz my beats keep pumpin like a seismograph

See I tripped before, but never like this

Straight to my mind, puts my head in a bliss



I won't fake the funk when I'm smokin on a skunk

That 40 bowl evil got my ???????? drunk

And like Mickey Mantle, I can change my stance

I'm a supercharged baller that's electrically enhanced



My flows are silky soft, like I write and my lesson

And I'm a lyricista, poetry in motion

To each, and to each I cause a commotion

Cops smellin money takin off with my portion



Farewell to all and to all good night,

I'm leavin these ??????? out all night,

Wait wait wait you said that shit will fuck you up,

Get off ???? and rock the bump, C'Mon





Bump, bump, bump

That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,

Said bump, bump, bump,

We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck



Biatch!




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