Текст песни Sadat X - The Lump Lump
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Verse One:People often see me in jams, and be thinkin I`m highNo that just be my lazy eyeWhat`s your reply to the evidence against youYour girlfriend found one hand just one loan creditExclaimed you was fuckin you claim downtownwhere Fred can beat that, win that, quick nigga wins the ballgamesTailwind nose is a must on any con any truckWhen riding on luck you catch an emptyRiding on the wave is real good, suave bolaYou be playin the low low, while your girlfriend be like, "Oh no!"I seen it with my own eyes and I know that it was himHell hath no fury like a woman scornedEpisodes of Free Willy bring strife in your lifeYou can flip and use the gift of gab, but don`t waverIf you love your girlfriend, then you better save herCause the next man is eager, to run up in yoursBe in her drawers, put your girl on her foursSometime`s the girls game`s tighter than a sloppy ass niggaI got my girl locked down hey that`s the truth niggaShe gone away for the weekend, man she right uptownRunnin around with my man Boogie BrownI keep your arms in the air, your feet on the floorWhile you`re over there frontin with these kidsyour girl`s givin jawChorus:I been doin my own thing (2X)Verse Two:Oh you got your own dough, from where I don`t knowYou hold degrees from two universitiesGirl you`re worth cheese in the nine-seisSadat owns apartment keys, is it Alize for DoloYou got a mind on top of that spine plus the lump lumpHighly educated and highly motivatedWorkin girl skirt tight love to hurtWhat to exert, I break your next man`s pocketSmell of freak fragrant, unlike the vagrantYou can pay the rent always, and don`t be gettin hallwaysIn the bed girlie and at work by ninePut on the work force ridin on a iron horseBring it home to dad, the one piece cause I`m hereWorkout baby doll and keep yo` careerNo chiggedy, no diggedy, not youGlad that I got you, when I didCause you was runnin wild with this out of style kid, no classLight in the ass, white enough to passShotproof glass for the midnight massChorusVerse Three:I have seen this chick at the bar, furiously she was searchinShe want to wet her whistle with the glass of bubblyShe want the Willie Dom not the cheap sherryTryin to front with the outfit that`s goin back tomorrowNow she`s makin me dream, if she played to force itDom she want to toss it, back in thatJet when the bottle`s gone and that`s a factGive you the wrong number knowin it`s the wrong numberFront on a nigga never that, not IIf you see me at the bar it`s dry throatbecause I`m keepin these hoes dryHey lookie there there`s Harlem Slim!Lookin at me, but then you`re walkin with himI be a little old for them young girl gamesI know a lot of tricks but I ain`t namin no namesOne burnt my man, left his beef in flamesActin ill wild like the untamed damesJust came to mingle where I flowed the river ThamesWhen I was young in the clubs they played Cool JamesGet rich without jail, is one of my aimsYou remember Good Times, with courderoy jeansChorus (repeat 2.5X)