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lirik lagu southeast 3rd – pump, pump

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[chorus: southeast 3rd]
lil ma whatchu want pump pump, yeah yeah
whatchu want pump pump, whatchu want pump pump
lil ma whatchu want pump pump, yeah yeah
whatchu want pump pump, whatchu want pump pump
eat it up like woah
speed it up like woah, beat it up like woah
eat it up like woah
speed it up like woah, beat it up like woah

[verse 1: southeast 3rd]
like lah lah, loaded off the yack
as a bad lil b~tch sit that ass on my lap
flyin’ onna pole i suppose it’s a trap
straight grindin’ on my d~ck, she thought it was a gat
i’m 3rd, you a 10 i been feelin’ like a mac(k)
what’s the word, make it purrr but i never chase a cat
all my westside hoes get low make it clap
i been rollin’ down the ‘crans straight f~ckin’ all the rats
hoodrat b~tches on my jock
i needa ghetto ass b~tch who ride around witta glock
like ooo, i want the one with the hoops
she give u that stare, long hair i could pull
like woah, why u always wеarin’ them clothes
like woah, girl keep doing that posе
i’mma put it as my background image in my phone
i ain’t a player i just f~ck a lot of hoes
[chorus: southeast 3rd]
lil ma whatchu want pump pump, yeah yeah
whatchu want pump pump, whatchu want pump pump
lil ma whatchu want pump pump, yeah yeah
whatchu want pump pump, whatchu want pump pump
eat it up like woah
speed it up like woah, beat it up like woah
eat it up like woah
speed it up like woah, beat it up like woah

[verse 2: southeast 3rd]
ménage à trois, bad broads & fast cars
f~ckin’ scandalous hoes, man sittin’ behind bars
leaving bars with pole models, gold bottles & cashes
i’ll f~ck a b~tch on command with no passion
baby gon’ and pop it for the cash (for the cash)
diggin’ in yo’ pocket bet if profit if i dash
why u always callin’ my phone?
i don’t need u trick don’t trip i’m not home
woah, i’mma give it to u if you want it
beat it bet i beat it yeah u got it from ya mama
i cannot deny it, i been tryna find ya
takin’ off the top, gimmie top, then she ride it
pump, pump, pump those breaks
oh wow, go down, girl slow down
she a real good girl that’s the word ’round town
but a bad lil b~tch when the sun goes down, i’m 3rd
[chorus: southeast 3rd]
lil ma whatchu want pump pump, yeah yeah
whatchu want pump pump, whatchu want pump pump
lil ma whatchu want pump pump, yeah yeah
whatchu want pump pump, whatchu want pump pump
eat it up like woah
speed it up like woah, beat it up like woah
eat it up like woah
speed it up like woah, beat it up like woah

[verse 3: rucci]
aye, breakfast in bed i’m talkin’ egg whites
don’t tell my b~tch nothin’ ain’t into the fed type
aye, yeah you know that my bread right
and if the head right rucci there every night
big dawg, yeah they know that i’m goin’ up
b~tches on my line, yeah they blow me up
i don’t know why into me, f~ck it
mix my patron with the hennessy i’m feelin’ me
geek’d up, drunk drivin’ with the heat tucked
give a f~ck about a b~tch you know i need bucks
real fast on the dash you can’t keep up
real fast to the cash, n~gga we up
ruccdawg, onna whole ‘nother level
just get with my program and dig me like a shovel
big shots, big glocks, rollie with no tick tock
on my way to the knots, no time for pit stops
[chorus: southeast 3rd]
lil ma whatchu want pump pump, yeah yeah
whatchu want pump pump, whatchu want pump pump
lil ma whatchu want pump pump, yeah yeah
whatchu want pump pump, whatchu want pump pump
eat it up like woah
speed it up like woah, beat it up like woah
eat it up like woah
speed it up like woah, beat it up like woah


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