Joey Cool - Bumpy Johnson Back lyrics

Ka-Ka-Kansas City shit
Ki-ki-killer city committee (yoooo)
Bumpy Johnson back bitch (wassup)

(We in here) I had to do some
Soul searching for y’all man (real)
Back to the fuckin roots in this
(back to the fuckin roots on this)
I ain’t making up little nigga shit
Y’all gotta vibe with me with
This shit feel me
(wassup)
Ay yo, fuck it I’m going in
I gotta get back to the fuckin roots (I do)
Cuz when I started out this really
What I loved to do
And we could sort it but
Again that’d make you comfortable
And I ain’t the business of it unless
You got my blood in you
Or somethin like in love wit you
Or been through all the jungles
Or was there I had stumbled
How the fuckin cookie crumbles
And I’m sorry if troubled you for
Thinkin I was gonna do
What you would want me to but y’all
Should know I ain’t that fuckin dude
I ain’t splittin luck witchu catch me
In a bucket in a bucket
Grown man on his fuck it I ain’t none of you
(ahh)
Try it muhfucka, triumph on the trucker
Don’t be eyeing me in public I am
Not the one to funk wit you
Somebody got that luggage and yeah
I’m from the city where
They liable to find a couple bodies
In a dump or 2
Pop a fuckin trunk on you be tryna stop
The violence but these niggas really wildin
Tryna size you up and bump witchu
Bumpy Johnson back bitch
Get a load of that shit
Chicago swank baby on my New
York City crack shit
(Chicago mane)
Listened to the classics
Studied all the data
Then I knew I had to grab em
Start to travel cross the atlas
(wassup)
These niggas back stabbing bitches
Ain’t shit it’s pathetic
I don’t get it on the net and steady cappin
(cap)
Had to take a different passage
Spirit of him Cassius
Imperial to ashes this here
Is everlastin… bitch

Yeah, yeah y’all should have known I
Was comin different on this motherf-
(what)
C’mon man
The chairman of the fuckin board bitch
(ahh)
Time to level up on niggas
Know what I’m sayin
(lessgo)
Ay yo, fuck it, I’m going back in
(wassup) I’m goin back in! (City shit)

Que será será it’s already been written
This nigga been spittin homie who
Have we been kiddin
(what)
The label still strong homie who
Have you been missin
Them niggas still be makin music
You should’ve been listened!
If there was never drama then
Would you have been trippin?
(wassup)
We all be playin captain
Everybody can choose missions
I’m on a different level now
I been paying dues pimpin
They bitin at ya boy’s hooks
I’m like who’s fishin?!
Big Coolie up now giggin no hassles (Coolie)
Got the homies shootin videos in a castle
Got my daughter wit me people
Watchin my niece eat
Call Cheeks tell em catfish from peach tree
(what up Tree)
Gotta get through a couple
Buffers to reach me
Out in Venice Beach in the stu
And make it look easy
(ahh)
Niggas still walk up to me askin for cds
Cuz they know we still be
Pressin shit flexin on breezies
Grown man music I ain’t here
For the dumb shit
Swank lord nigga this my I’m havin fun shit
(oww)
No square niggas in my fuckin circumference
(wassup)
Head upon the swivel and watch
Out who you run wit
Face Off got these niggas runnin on playback
But I been goin way crack
Straight since wave caps
(ha ha ha nigga)
Yeah, but I been goin way
Crack straight since wave caps

Ka-Ka-Ka-Kansas City
Ye yeah
Bumpy Johnson back bitch
Ki-ki-ki-killer city committee (yeah)
Kansas City shit