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Will Smith - Pump Ya Brakes lyrics
[Intro: Snoop Dogg] Snoop Dogg, Big Will Ay lil' homey you need to {*"pump ya brakes"*} Real talk, we came to have a good time We ain't got all that time for all that Man homey look {*"pump ya brakes"*} Now slide right, and just {*"pump ya brakes"*} Wanna holla at you in a minute F'real, ha ha {*"pump ya brakes"*} [Verse One: Will Smith] All this excess, stress I can't take it Slow that thing down, pump ya brakes kid Why you gotta be all up in the face kid? The AVS'll get you numbers and a name, kid I mean really, houndin on girl Was that really necessary, see your itinerary Is all awe, you need to be hauled off She start flippin, she ain't trippin, it's your loss This a simple case of a anti-brake pumper You don't have to talk to women bumper to bumper That mighta got you a couple numbers when you were younger But dude switch your whole approach, that ain't proper Be a gentlemen and try to be gentle man The essence of stimulation mental man But if you actin like you just got out a kennel man Put your foot on the pedal and, pump [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] If your girl in your face and she out of place What you need to tell her is {*"pump ya brakes"*} Now if you out but your girls they pressin you hard What you need to tell 'em is {*"pump ya brakes"*} Now if you underage and you actin all grown What you need to do is {*"pump ya brakes"*} If you offended by this record and you know it's you What you need to do is {*"pump ya brakes"*} [Verse Two: Will Smith] Outside the restaurant, girl sees boys Girl likes boy, girl meets boy (boy) Boy doesn't know that girl thinks he's fly (fly) Boy's a nice guy so boy says hi (hi) Boy's girlfriend returns from goin to park She sees them together this ignites a spark (what?) Boy's girlfriend has a real loud bark Now this is where the pumping of the brake should start Girlfriend thinks that somethin's goin on Girl tells girlfriend nuttin's goin on Boy in the middle of the commotion beginnin Girlfriend mad cause boy keeps grinnin Now why is he grinnin? But that's beside the point Girlfriend she chill 'fore they rolled up in the joint Jumpin to conclusions get you nowhere honey Pump ya brakes and be a crash test dummy [Chorus] [Verse Three: Snoop Dogg] Rule #1, is just like 2 The who-dos and what-nots and what you should dizzoo No loud talkin, no back talkin If you do either believe it you back walkin I hate to sound rude but then again I have to My rap bang and my mack game it'll smack you Click-clack you, spit at you I don't do it cause I want to, I do it cause I GAT to I gotta question to ask you Would you fall, stand tall, ball, or let him smash you? If I was you, and you was I Would you keep it G, or would you stay fly? If you was rich, in a ditch, livin low, would you push the button Keep it cuttin, or would you just let it go? Calm down lil' homey And know what you dealin wit before you run up on me [Chorus] Pump ya brakes [to end] |
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