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    "Pump Pump" Lyrics

    Snoop Dogg

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    Verse One:

    Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump
    Pump Pump

    Let the motion of your body be the key, cuz we
    be the motherfuckin G Funk family
    Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game
    Snoop Dogg is the name Dogg Pound's the game
    If it ain't one thing it's a motherfuckin nother
    Word to my granny and my daddy, and my mother
    Whether standin on the corner, or bouncin in the six-deuce
    When I was locked up, I couldn't wait to get loose
    Cuz back in the days, on the side where it's at
    A nigga had to have a fat stack
    And I was a fool, don't make me have to grab my strap and go
    rat-tat-tat-tat, nigga slap to a motherfucker face he fall
    Can't none of y'all niggaz see the Doggy Dogg
    Cuz I'm one rude bwoy comin with the wickedness
    So shut the fuck up, and listen while I'm kickin this

    Chorus: (repeat 2X)

    Blam blam, blam to dem all
    Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump)

    Verse Two: Snoop

    Now you can look to the Sun, and spot the moon
    And see Snoop Doggy Dogg step into the room
    With the G funk, he funk, she funk, we funk
    Follow me, follow me, listen to the words that a nigga...
    I come down with the wickedness
    One rude bwoy comin with the darkness (blam!)
    Close your eyes cuz you can't see me
    I quit'school cause of recess you fuckin B.G.
    I'm shakin up the party, like Lodi Dodi
    Is he the dopest? Ya betta ask somebody
    When, then, send, some gin
    And a pack of zig zags now let the games begin
    In nineteen-motherfuckin-ninety-three
    I'm fuckin up every nigga known in the indistry
    Check this out, it's a Dogg Pound thang
    You know who I am you know my motherfuckin name, who am I?
    (The S-N-Double-O-P) nickname (Silky Smell) last name (D-O-double-G)
    The behavior and the flavor that I found
    Makes me wanna hit that ass up with the Dogg Pound


    Verse Three: Malik

    Now just back up, don't act up, I pack up much heat
    Any battle I'm in, I win, I can't be beat
    Don't sleep while I creep peep out my technique
    I forgot, I'm out of sight so you can't see the
    MC of the year, you hear and you fear
    i got somethin for them niggaz in the front and the rear
    I handle the sides, did a driveby in the who-ride
    I'm satisfied now everything is really alright
    You know when I come nigga I come wicked
    Don't need no permisison, motherfucker I'ma kick it
    Niggaz sweat my shit I wet em up with the biscuit
    Lick em up shot, it don't stop, till dem all drop
    Make up your mind, go pop or slang rocks
    Just stop, rottin on the next niggaz jock
    I'm strapped with my glock on your block
    And ready to let loose on the first imitator that I spot

    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Andre Young, Calvin Broadus, Lamar (Pka "lil' Malik") Edward.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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