Bumpin' (Redux) - Dropping A Popped Locket

Yo yo its ya boy j spizzy with slick rizzle burning up the trizzle

With rockstar fo shizzle, rockstar and dropping a popped locket, we don’t stop,

shit, so cop this

Jay spizzy slick rizzy, rock fuckin stizzy, nah bitch, ha

We keep them speakers bumpin

You heard him son, so turn it up.

turn it up mother fucker turn it up

We keep them speakers bumpin

You heard him son, so turn it up.

turn it up mother fucker turn it up

We make em go boom

10,000 watts ill feed her that, so i can make my speakers blast like…

BOOM BOOM BOOM

Turn this track up so I can make your speakers go like BOOM BOOM BOOM

Ok.

Ayyyyyye, sit back and see

We pack the speak (ers), that practically is damaging

To ears and to the back of seats, so pop ya fuckin trizzy

Go and turn it up to fiddy, yea the beat’s produced by spizZy, straight fire,

burnin quickly like a loose dutch

Fake rappers i just chew up, their system is all screwed up

Its shorting out like crew cuts, ours ain’t so turn it up mother fucker turn it

up

Turn it up

Turn it up mother fucker turn it up

We keep them speakers bumpin

You heard him son, so turn it up.

turn it up mother fucker turn it up

We keep them speakers bumpin

You heard him son, so turn it up.

turn it up mother fucker turn it up

We make em go boom

10,000 watts ill feed her that, so i can make my speakers blast like…

BOOM BOOM BOOM

Turn this track up so I can make your speakers go like BOOM BOOM BOOM

When my music hits hard, all the bodies start to shake

Start to shake

Crunk dancing mutha fuckas, packing like an earthquake

My jams bump

Bump

So fuckin hard its fuckin crazy

You be like «DAMN' make yo vision go hazy

Yup

So if you think you can handle my shit

Crank this track up jam to this shit

DAPL Let me hear you shout

We keep the shit bumpin

Blow your fuckin speakers out

We keep them speakers bumpin

You heard him son, so turn it up.

turn it up mother fucker turn it up

We keep them speakers bumpin

You heard him son, so turn it up.

turn it up mother fucker turn it up

We make em go boom

10,000 watts ill feed her that, so i can make my speakers blast like…

BOOM BOOM BOOM

Turn this track up so I can make your speakers go like BOOM BOOM BOOM

I be havin south side bitches fuckin touching themselves

And them north bitches all be feelin me as well

I got some west coast bitches i must confess

But the east coast bitches be doing it the best

You know its me when u can’t see

Cuz the lights are broke and you can’t work it

All the fly ladies get hott when they hear me

Crank up there ac’s and blow out the circuit

Pop my trunk everybody get to runnin

Dash vibrating license plate buzzin

Turn it up let em know

We keep them speakers bumpin

You heard him son, so turn it up.

turn it up mother fucker turn it up

We keep them speakers bumpin

You heard him son, so turn it up.

turn it up mother fucker turn it up

We make em go boom

10,000 watts ill feed her that, so i can make my speakers blast like…

BOOM BOOM BOOM

Turn this track up so I can make your speakers go like BOOM BOOM BOOM

Pop ya fuckin trizzy go and turn it up to fiddy

Rockstar and dropping a popped locket