Mavado - Tump lyrics

Genius, Tump dem! Di Genius
Gyaaaal me house anuh nursery
Bet you say when me done with you
You haffi curse me
You pass the age of consent (mhm hm)
Me a give you the strength

That's why me a tump, tump, tump her up
The maga man pump her up
Make she fly inna the air
And drop pon the chair
No waan no man rump her up that's why me a
Tump, tump, tump her up
Stulla, him a pump her up
Make she fly inna the air
And she no too care
No waan no man rump her up (Ha ha ha)

Me tump her inna di worst way
Tump her up pon her birthday
Make she mash up the dresser
And she fling 'way di fan, and bawl say
She's thirsty she say, "Lord, have mercy!"
But this anuh no nursery
You forget wha' you say when me did
Tell you say me tump hard
Pon the first day?

That's why me a tump, tump, tump her up
The maga man pump her up
Make she fly inna the air
And drop pon the chair
No waan no man rump her up that's why me a
Tump, tump, tump her up
Stulla, him a pump her up
Make she fly inna the air
And she no too care
No waan no man rump her up

Gyal, come yah fi di tumpin'
Turn 'round, get ready fi di something
(fi di someting) me a tump you right now
Straight to a morning
Every gyal fi get tumpin' calling
Dem love fi get tump while dem bawling
(bawling) inna love dem falling
Come yah, mi darling
Spread out like tarpaulin

That's why me a tump, tump, tump her up
The maga man pump her up
Make she fly inna the air
And drop pon the chair
No waan no man rump her up that's why me a
Tump, tump, tump her up
Stulla, him a pump her up
Make she fly inna the air
And she no too care
No waan no man rump her up

When mi say, "Tump", nuh beat dem
My youth, you haffi know how fi treat dem
Me a bwoy tump my girl everyday
Not just pon a weekend
Pretty gyal, you haffi know how fi treat dem
Tump dem up and make it sweet dem
And if a gyal have too much man a tump
My youth, tump and delete then

That's why me a tump, tump, tump her up
The maga man pump her up
Make she fly inna the air
And drop pon the chair
No waan no man rump her up that's why me a
Tump, tump, tump her up
Stulla, him a pump her up
Make she fly inna the air
And she no too care
No waan no man rump her up

Tump dem a make it sweet dem (sweet dem)
Tu tump dem make it sweet dem
(sweet dem, sweet dem, Tump dem, tump dem)
Make it sweet dem
Tu tump dem hard, make it sweet dem
That's why me a
Tump, tump, tump her up (tump her up)
Tump her up she waan the maga man
She waan me come pump her up (pump her up)
Haha yo, tump her up
The song yah sick genius, tump dem!

Fly inna the air, and she no too care
No waan no man rump her up