hey wat up...igloo...u aint heard from me in a looong time...but im bak wit anutha...it aint the best i eva done, but i like it...beat by joe kerr productions...the hook is a sample of a three 6 mafia line...do u kno from which song?...check it
H2O = Igloo M3. Ottawa 613
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Lyrics
Bump In The Trunk Lyrics – Written by Igloo
(Verse 1)
Yeah we ridin, slip slidin, glidin/
Flyin in the jet back to the private island/
Girls smilin, tryin to get wild inside/
The backseats of the rides we drivin/
Be silent, listen to this bump in the trunk/
Get violent, this’ll make it crunk in tha club/
Handcuffs aint enough, cuz we come in/
Wit trouble like stumbling drunks/
Man we punchin the thugs/
You luvin the dubs/
26 inch rims spin, make you wanna start humpin the truck/
we bustin our guns up in these young/
hoes, i kno fo sho to go wit 2 to make it double the fun/
im lumpin my sums, thumpin these drums, bumpin these dumb/
monkeys to come jump in for fun/
they runnin to come, but im dumpin the chumps/
girls only get in if they got sum junk in the trunk/
cuz we/
(Hook)
(Verse 2)
When we pull up, u kno fo sho we got our song playin/
They hear it rockin down the block, it get their arms wavin/
They gonna luv us day out, and of course all day in/
Retire our fire ? man, we never stop blazin/
If people wanna battle me, then ima start slayin/
I’ve brought pain to many fools who thought they got game/
The shots came, i blocked them/
Yeah its just talk man, but fo real, u betta start prayin/
Im not failin on the charts man/
I started songmaking, ever since day 1, i never stopped raising/
Im hot man, and smart man, these girls got brains/
And luv to give it to me, it leave me shocked man/
Its amazing, im not trading/
My skills for the world cuz they ill and they gonna make these people start payin/
When they got my song playin/
Girls with thongs start shakin/
When the hook come on man/
I want yall all sayin/
(Hook)
(Bridge)
(Verse 3)
Ridin in the car wit us, baby we the hard hitters/
Smart bidders, chart splitters/
Man we never pause winnin/
No, we cause women/
To enter our rooms for hours/
Take showers wit us/
Then leave and forget their bras in it/
You can come get us/
But it would be so much better for u if u come wit us/
Cuz we goin far wit this/
Rhymin bout broad issues, call us dart spitters/
Cuz we make points so real, they make you cry/
I hope you got tissues/
The truth hurts unless u kno fo sho ur not sinners/
I’d ask you first if u were, but thats not our business/
All i kno is that the skills are god given/
I dont worry bout where i end up, because i start finished/
Stop, isn’t it hot, givin kids shocks/
Never been caught, I got the rite timing/
Hop in the droptop, cops cannot stop it, they watch it/
R-r-r-r-r-ridin/
(Hook)
(Hook)
