Boom Bap Songtext

Yeah Uh Yeah…

Take’m to church yeah

Momma don’t cry I know papa gone away 

grandpa gone ‘n’ grandma ain’t comin home today but 

don’t worry cause ya son still a wonder 

I’m under the gun I’m aimin for the sun 

Dwayne Micheal jr. born that 

but I changed my name to Wayne and nigga I ain’t goin back 

I’m kinda little but I figured I be bigga if I sold crack so I sold dat 

O.G.s from the block told me youngin hold dat so I held dat 

got on front street and then I fell back 

became well at cookin it till it smell flat 

vaseline it up and ship it out in jail pack 

I feel that what the teacher used to yell bout 

jr. high was prison high school was the bail out 

but my momma knew her baby boy was fresher than a baby bottom in new pampers on campers

Thats that boom boom bap bap boom boom bap… 

My momma Miya ain’t raised no frado 

and rappers show me how to make more outta qualo 

you gotta make that thing flow like a kalo 

and keep gettin money like I’m on a payroll 

and if there’s anybody slowin the payroll 

I gotta turn his fitted cap to a halo 

so get adapt to the case loads of crack 

the yayo, the smack the face, blows the gats 

photogenicly expose a rat an turn em all into tomatoes or plants 

and yeah I smoke back to back to back like I’m on 2 tracks 

but you ain’t feelin dat 

I’m duckin the county boys with they billy bat 

I got my dawgs wit me lookin out for silly cats 

ball wit me, Weezy, where the city at 

and If I fall, stay up cuz I’ma get it back

Thats that boom boom bap bap boom boom bap…

People always tell me I’m heavy I say believe dat 

but I don’t get all full of the feedback 

I’m where the G’s at we’re like where the G’s at 

kick door hands out get ya knees black 

if I don’t take everything, then I be back 

and I’m stickin to my word like bees wax 

he ask a Asshole fa these stacks 

C notes not B flats, ya understand me? 

few leaves left the solo tree standin 

just as quick as the wind blew they went too 

I’m in too deep 

my roots go deeper than a spot where they bodies should’nt sleep 

I probably should’nt speak like dat 

but it be like dat 

never let a nigga wit a knife see my back 

yeah I’m a outta here 

let me see my hat 

and I rock it so low I can’t see where I’m at 

c’mon

Thats that boom boom bap bap boom boom bap…

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