[Pimp C] I gotta come down, I got a bangin trunk So when I come through you feel the slab just bump Them niggas sipin syrup and them bitches on that
(Rompeme el bumper) Rompe (Rompeme el bumper) Rompe (Rompeme el bumper) Con el permiso, caballero No estorben Rompe (Rompeme el bumper) Rompe (Rompeme el bumper
, bumpers How about this one? How about this one? Rubber baby buggy bumpers, yeah Rubber baby buggy bumpers... Yeaaah! Rubber baby... Rubber baby... Rubber baby buggy bumpers
middle finger at me Does she think she knows what I stand for Or the things that I believe Just by looking at a sticker for the U.S. Marines On the bumper
I've been doing this for too long to keep Singing the same song This is another one of those happy moments not made for anyone I don't rap in bumper stickers
bumper, Give way I'm coming through, bumper 2 bumper. I'd give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper, Can't take my eyes off you, bumper 2, bumper. Bumper! Bumper
I am flying. Dreams are dying I never wanted anything you said to ever be this way I really do appreciate the time you spent with me that day I'll
(Bumper to bumper) Give way I'm coming through (Bumper to bumper) I'll beep my heart for you (Bumper to bumper) Can't take my eyes off you (Bumper to bumper
Alright boys, come on...yeah! Alright kid...bring it on down now!
go (yep) CHORUS: alright Jacqueline cock up yuh bumpa cock up yuh bumpa yuh broader than the escalade yuh rounder than the tundra cock up yuh bumper cock up yuh bumper
Oh mona sue what can you do? Sharin it around Swingin like issac from a ship to shore Ladies coming down Way more than I've ever seen You know what I
to my bumper Pull up to my bumper Pull up to my bumper Pull up to my bumper Pull up to my bumper, baby Pull up to my bumper, baby Pull up to my bumper
(I am not trying to seduce you) When I dance they call me Macarena And the boys they say que estoy buena They all want me, they can't have me So they
you are so down inside you are so you are so down inside you are so down inside frozen fingers on my skin guilty hands clutching gin your tin, thin
hello i'm sitting here, thinking and writing writing and talking, without you situated in the corner of the corner, so far from nothin' suspecting, not
I know it, it's a shame a shame i can't show it and i see it, i can see it now but i'm so far below it and i believe you, yes i do the things that you
