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{crowd noise} Ahh yeah Oww! Hit me band! Oww! (Hey, hey) Hit me band! (Yep) From out of nowhere so they came Smellin' like a dozen cans of wet Magic Shave (What's that funky smell?) Some fool in a red mask totin' a one-eyed bass Pulled it out, stuck it up the police officer's face and said... CHORUS: Letras de cancionesBow down muthafucka, surrender your rod (Watch it nigga!) Nothin' can save you unless His name is God You better get your house in order, it's gettin' late (Move nigga!) The return of the bump squad is comin' your way (Hey, hey) Get off me jigger before I get perturbed Find a job, lose the herb (Stop smokin', oh no!) 24 half eaten chicken legs (Can't do that!) Make you wanna holler, make you beg (Yep) you don't understand where I'm comin' from I don't want your woman if she's acting dumb She ain't got no money, so how she gonna pay? If the girl can't have it when they grab a hold of me and say... Bow down muthafucka, surrender your rod (Watch it nigga!) Nothin' can save you unless His name is God You better get your house in order, I said it's gettin' late (Move nigga!) The return of the bump squad is comin' your way (Hey, hey) Hey, come on Hey Mmm, come on Another house party is running late (Damn!) Nona's in the backyard, but she got 2 wait (Really though?) (Move nigga!) She's got 2 get free y'all so she can sell her tape Add an E 2 rap (What?), and it spells rape Mmm hmm Come on baby, wake up I'm sleepy (Nothin' can save ya!) Come on, let me lick your nipple I... I got a headache (Nothin' can save ya!) Oww! Bow down muthafucka The return of the bump squad Bow down, bow down, mmm It's coming your way Calmate, mi hijo {Take it easy, man} No vayas tan duro {Don't do it so hard} Estas caderas estan hechas para el amor {These hips are made 4 love} Oye, espera un segundo! {Hey listen, wait a minute!} Tu eres como un cono! {U are like a pussy!} {repeat "Nona" in the BG} Bow down muthafucka, surrender your rod Nothin' can save you unless His name is God You better get your house in order, it's gettin' late The return of the bump squad is comin' your way (Hey girls, come on up here) Add that E 2 rap, what's it spell? Bow down muthafucka (Awww shit!) You heard them niggas said bow down Bow down muthafucka, surrender your rod (Nona, you wanna sell that tape?) Nothin' can save you unless His name is God (Ha ha, you know she do) You better get your house in order, it's gettin' late The return of the bump squad is comin' your way y'all hold that groove 4 a while while I pull out the good book (Chill out nigga, we don't need that shit!) As they journey from the Mt. Horeb by the way of the Red sea (Broke ass muthafucka, ha ha ha) 2 compass the Land of Edom And the soul of the people was much discouraged because of the way (Wanna holler) And the people spake against God and against Moses (Wanna holler) Wherefore have ye brought us up 2 Egypt 2 die in the wilderness (Wanna holler) So we sayin' y'all you can bump, but you best get your house in order And get back in the music books you no changin' juvenile delinquent ass jiggers And turn that loop off, damn! (Yep) Hey Sonny? (What man?) Ain't y'all got a record player? (Yep) Well, why the hell don't you use them? I'm tired of hearin' the same damn records all the fuckin' time! (Yep) Return of the bump squad {repeat} (Bow down muthafucka!) (Bow down!) (Yep) (Bow down muthafucka!) (Bow down!) (CHORUS) CHORUS White business man tryin' 2 convince brother 2 get job From Letras Mania