it down a little bit or turn it down flat Pump it up - when you don't really need it, yeah Pump it up - until you can feel it Down in the pleasure centre
de toute attaque Des ennemis de la liberte Fils de pute qui refutent et se butent Dans les prejuges depasses Pump it up, Pump it up... Ankyloses par
for all y'all motha fuckas) They done did it at the door, got the cage Got pumped up with the gauge I done did it all, everywhere I go, I ball Precisely
But I'm not ya Super Lover Cee, I'm the Super Sperm Splash it on your skin rub it in like it's Lubriderm 10 out of 10 I'll be the... Men of all men I
Says he's got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It's somethin' you did God knows when But you're doin' it again You better duck down
make it clap, Just make it clap, Just make it clap Just make it clap [Outro] Just make it clap, Just make it clap, Just make it clap Just make it clap
's banging something all the time Du ga One of a kind and a dirty mind When he's pumped up ya better shake down on drums it's the mighty sound of Will Hull-Brown And now.. It
front So do what we say and once it's over like a suance, it hums (It makes them stay in a trance, No choice, they have to dance) It's like the playoffs
into a casket, it happens when bastards try to act masculine (hoe) A hell raiser, I smack the skin off your man's face so fast it'll leave acne on my
my money pile, I'm fuckin' with strict stacks, I'm kickin' you straight facts, I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me mines right back! [Hook -
manuevers But I'm not ya Super Lover Cee, I'm the Super Sperm Splash it on your skin rub it in like it's Lubriderm 10 out of 10 I'll be the... Men of
ah, ah ah) It's pure infatuation (Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah) Hey Skin the color of cinnamon His eyes light up and I melt within Feels so good it must be a
some space To burn di nincompoops Why should ghetto youths dem have to war over cheese wid these big machines That you bring from over seas It burn up dem skin
