iLL BLU - Dumpa Lyrics

(ill BLU)
Lo-lock it
You better lock this big boy rocket
Sl-slop it
All she wanna do is slop it
I made about fifteen quid
I might just do a quick shoppin'
Stepped in Amiri jeans
And I like how you stay on top

Back it up pon di dumpa truck
How you whine so you must can wuk

(Ah) Cock that up on a dumpa truck
Let me see you whine and twist it (yes)
I was really outside on chingings (uh-huh)
Dig it, bend that back and fling it

(She wanna do me, she wanna do me)
She wanna do me 'cause of my name (yes, she does)
She probably wanna do me 'cause of the fame
(She thinks I'm famous)
Or maybe it's 'cause of my chain (maybe, maybe)
Or maybe 'cause she knows that a nigga gets paid
Swing it, chef it (chef that)
Bad B, wan' tek it (ay)
Smokey, settings (ay)
Don't lef' it, you get it (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
I'm married to the street, no wedding (yes)
Shuttin' down shows, I'm shellin' (shut that down)
Everyday I'm gettin' that bread in (yes)
And I'm billin' up my man's bredrin (bill that up)

Back it up pon di dumpa truck
Turn 'round fi di love start up
How you whine so yuh must can wuk
Turn 'round fi di love start up

(Ah) Cock that up on a dumpa truck
Let me see you whine and twist it (yes)
I was really outside on chingings (uh-huh)
Dig it, bend that back and fling it

Back it up pon di dumpa truck
Turn 'round fi di love start up
How you whine so yuh must can wuk
Turn 'round fi di love start up

(Ah) Cock that up on a dumpa truck
Let me see you whine and twist it
I was really outside on chingings
Dig it, bend that back and fling it

Two bad tings with a bumpa, jig it
Bomboclaat, arch and bring it (woii)
Jesus piece, got the diamonds blingin'
Smoke in the dance with women
My older bro stays on the back road spillin'
Same way I got my young thugs drillin'
Cock it, bruk it, fling out your ass
Honey shake that waist, let me feel that kitten
Burs-burst this champagne open
I just came back on the streets
Bad bitch five-foot-three, nails on fleek
With a BBL, she a freak (yes)
Come f*ck with a thug, honey shake them cheeks
She got both of her hands on toes and knees
Like damn, what a great technique
Shake that way on the beat

Back it up pon di dumpa truck
Turn 'round fi di love start up
How you whine so yuh must can wuk
Turn 'round fi di love start up

(Ah) Cock that up on a dumpa truck
Let me see you whine and twist it (yes)
I was really outside on chingings (uh-huh)
Dig it, bend that back and fling it

Back it up pon di dumpa truck
Turn 'round fi di love start up
How you whine so yuh must can wuk
Turn 'round fi di love start up

(Ah) Cock that up on a dumpa truck
Let me see you whine and twist it
I was really outside on chingings
Dig it, bend that back and fling it

Like, let me see that bumpa, bring it
Fling it, bend your back and then dig it
Don't move loose everyday, I'm with it
Move that gauge in the dance, I fidget
Brown skin babe wanna glance
Like yo, let me grip those digits
Dumpa truck, gyal whine and fling it (whine)
Your MCM so timid (uh-huh)

Turn 'round back weh, shake it (turn 'round)
Watch a real bad boy come break it (uhh)
Runnin' t'ru Town in a spaceship (ay)
Even the CID think that I've made it (yes, they do)
I got bare man hatin' (yes)
But I know deep down they rate it, rate it (true)
Say the wanna get me down (when?)
Nigga, I'm still here waitin'

Back it up pon di dumpa truck
Turn 'round fi di love start up
How you whine so yuh must can wuk
Turn 'round fi di love start up

(Ah) Cock that up on a dumpa truck
Let me see you whine and twist it (yes)
I was really outside on chingings (uh-huh)
Dig it, bend that back and fling it

Back it up pon di dumpa truck
How you whine so yuh must can wuk
Turn 'round fi di love start up

(Ah) Cock that up on a dumpa truck
Let me see you whine and twist it (yes)
I was really outside on chingings (uh-huh)
Dig it, bend that back and fling it

(ill BLU)