Raekwon - Bump Bump lyrics

[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 [Hook: 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 sh**, 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 cla**y Diamonds is hollerin', and sayin' you got some greens to pa** me, so [Hook] [Raekwon] Word to my Nike Airs, I been reved years ago How many years a n***a done blessed, here's the flow Word up, magazine, chrome gats, all in my backs So many live n***as, all day high n***as 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, f**in' in the co*kpits [Hook] [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 ho'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 [Hook] [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 n***as, yo (you tell a wack rapper, that, youknowhatimsayin Word up, you knowhatimsayin? Watch them Uncle Peaches a** n***as, you Knowhatimsayin?) Chuck Berry haircut a** n***as out there, yo, word