Ray Cash - Bumpin' My Music (Explicit Version) lyrics

That's right, uh, recognize real ghetto vision, n***a Cleveland, open up ya' doors I'm in the old school '84 Delta 88 Wit' a ounce but I'm bouncin' like I'm out here movin' weight Bumpin Biggie in the pioneer as I reminisce Before that it was Devils took 'em back to '96 I went down to Houston for some face Mary Jane wit' a coincidence I'm blowin' swishas doin the same thing Six-hundred for some big O's, 400 degrees I'm a ho, Playaz Club, Ice Cube, Master P And since I'm movin' my yay, know I got UGK Ridin' dirty lookin' for that high life pimp what more can I say? I'm just stickin' and movin', under my seat is my tool And I keep it for any n***a wanna be trippin' or foolin' I'm just bumpin' my music as I'm spinnin' the ben I'm bumpin' Pac, picture me rollin' without spillin' my Hen Yeah, yeah, now as I spin in the ben I'm bumpin' Pac picture me rollin' without spillin' my Hen I'm just bumpin' my music, music, music Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow Now back to the '84 big body to door No blaze on the muhf**a but it still roll Memba' what told you what I had stashed in the dash Back in the past, well, now I got two O's Ricky tells, two show, comin' out hard Doors wide open, kids dancin' in the yard While I'm stuntin' like Evel Knievel man Bumpin' Cutla**, Monte Carlos and Rivas man Rollin' in slow mo, like the whole block screwed Like bill '79, bumpin' Devin the Dude On the way to the telly, we was bumpin' R. Kelly And right before I cut her, it was confessions from Usher She ain't used to a thug, she love the way I ride While I'm bumpin' My Life by Mary J. Blige See I damn near cried day Rick James died See that sh** was cold blooded but the music keep pumpin' I'm just bumpin' my music, music, music Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow I'm just bumpin' my music, music, music Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow Hey, I like that sh** you on, ya dig? And I got some sh** I'ma put you on I'ma put you on that sh** I be on It was like f** the police comin' straight from the underground A young n***a blowin' Big comin' down A n***a with the attitude easy re-in' Dre and Q Creepin' up the avenue, that's how you had to do Yes, I'm the rhythm, the rebel without a cause Never lowerin' my level I'm on some Chuck D sh** from PE Six in the mornin' I hustle with Ice T Six in the evenin' I'm chillin' wit' Willy be Leavin' out the nickel I'm bumpin' some cool G. Rap Back to the neighborhood, shoot me some craps I'm f**in' wit' that pluck wit' the cool aid pack And now I got a brotha by the name of Warren Lee Hot shot Regal illegal, like Marley I get down like I'm BDP Ass blaster like blast faster co*ked and squeeze I'm just bumpin' my music, music, music Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow I'm just bumpin' my music, music, music Bumpin' my music Wanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow