Rucci, Southeast 3rd - PUMP, PUMP lyrics

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

Like LAh LAh, loaded off the yack
As a bad lil bitch sit that ass on my lap
Flyin' onna pole I suppose it's a trap
Straight grindin' on my dick
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 fuckin' all the rats
Hoodrat bitches on my jock
I needa ghetto ass bitch 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 fuck a lot of hoes

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

Ménage à trois, bad broads & fast cars
Fuckin' scandalous hoes
Man sittin' behind bars
Leaving bars with pole models
Gold bottles & cashes
I'll fuck a bitch 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 bitch when the sun goes down
I'm 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

Aye, breakfast in bed I'm
Talkin' egg whites
Don't tell my bitch 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
Bitches on my line, yeah they blow me up
I don't know why into me, fuck it
Mix my Patron with the
Hennessy I'm feelin' me geek'd up
Drunk drivin' with the heat tucked
Give a fuck about a bitch
You know I need bucks
Real fast on the dash you can't keep up
Real fast to the cash, nigga 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

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