Dump Dump lyrics

[Verse 1]
Her hands all on my fade, b*tch pop that ass in the coup
That b*tch got Lisa Leslie money, she balling, Sheryl Swoops
She keep rubbing her nose, I can tell she wanna snoop
That coke make my di*k numb, she put it all in her glutes
Feel like Bishop from Juice, gun all in my boot
Sayonara feeling sauna when I blast that ass with that Uz', ooh
Blast that ass with that Uz', better hope to God it ain't you
Trap Lord with about ten jeeps, no telling what I might do
I f*cked your b*tch, n*gga and she about to f*ck my crew
She just finished with Twelvyy and now she off to Lou
pus*y-ass n*gga wearing all black, claim they off to shoot
I pray to God he ain't lying, my gorillas live in the zoo
I got killers with the deuce-deuce, them Tan Boys my n*ggas
They gon' ride with me too, bust they nines with me too
That's my bilingual crew, who do sign language true
Bandannas in they pockets, how the f*ck we gon' lose?

[Chorus]
I f*cked your b*tch, n*gga, I f*cked your b*tch
I f*cked your b*tch, n*gga, I f*cked your b*tch
She sucked my di*k, n*gga, she sucked my di*k
She sucked my di*k, n*gga, she sucked my di*k
Ride around town with about 100 n*ggas
When you see me come around, don't try to run up on a n*gga
Four pound lay 'em down, now you six feet under, n*gga
If you feel some type of way, then let me see you dump n*gga
[Verse 2]
Ride around my city, feeling like P. Diddy
Glock 9 in my silk shirt, n*gga, no Pac and no Biggie
Spilling on, my teeth hurt but these grills worth a milli'
I was in the club, I seen the whole thing, I was right next to Meek Milly
Shout outs my n*gga Chrissy, don't bug over these b*tches
I ain't f*cking with these ratchet hoes, I put a slug in these b*tches
Pop a pill in her as*h*le, put drugs in these b*tches
Impress my girl, she fine as f*ck so I ain't loving these b*tches
I just be f*cking these b*tches, ain't no love for these b*tches
Diamond Dollas, that Fergenstein, I DDP on these n*ggas
Feel the heat when it bigger, bullet creeped to his window
n*gga, I'm going double wood, f*ck around and catch a splinter
Nine milli', my n*gga, get hung, high ceiling, my n*gga
All the macks in they Maybachs, no 550, my n*gga
They saying Ferg went from "Kissin' Pink" to a Young 50, my n*gga
I'm in court for your b*tch ass, that's real sh*tty, my n*gga

[Chorus]
I f*cked your b*tch, n*gga, I f*cked your b*tch
I f*cked your b*tch, n*gga, I f*cked your b*tch
She sucked my di*k, n*gga, she sucked my di*k
She sucked my di*k, n*gga, she sucked my di*k
Ride around town with about 100 n*ggas
When you see me come around, don't try to run up on a n*gga
Four pound lay 'em down, now you six feet under, n*gga
If you feel some type of way, let me see you dump n*gga
[Outro]
Dump Dump
With about 100 n*ggas
Don't try to run up on a n*gga
Now you six feet under, n*gga
Let me see you dump n*gga
With about 100 n*ggas
Don't try to run up on a n*gga
Now you six feet under, n*gga
Let me see you dump n*gga