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{crowd
Ahh
Oww!
Hit me band!
Oww! (Hey, hey)
Hit me band! (Yep)

From out of so they came
Smellin' like a dozen cans of wet Magic Shave (What's funky smell?)
Some in a red mask totin' a one-eyed bass
Pulled it out, stuck it up the officer's face and said...

Bow down muthafucka, your rod (Watch it nigga!)
Nothin' can U unless His name is God
U better get your house in order, it's gettin' (Move nigga!)
The return of the squad is comin' your way (Hey, hey)

Get off me jigger I get perturbed
Find a job, lose the (Stop smokin', oh no!)
24 eaten chicken legs (Can't do that!)
Make U holler, make U beg (Yep)

U don't understand I'm comin' from
I don't your woman if she's acting dumb
She got no money, so how she gonna pay?
If the girl can't have it when grab a hold of me and say...

Bow down muthafucka, your rod (Watch it nigga!)
can save U unless His name is God
U better get your house in order, I said it's late (Move nigga!)
The return of the bump squad is your way (Hey, hey)

Hey, on
Hey
Mmm, on

Another party is running late (Damn!)
Nona's in the backyard, but she got 2 (Really though?) (Move nigga!)
She's got 2 get free y'all so she can her tape
Add an E 2 rap (What?), and it spells
Mmm hmm

Come on baby, up
I'm sleepy (Nothin' can ya!)
Come on, let me your nipple
I... I got a headache (Nothin' can ya!)
Oww!

Bow down
The return of the squad
Bow down, bow down, mmm
coming your way

Calmate, mi hijo it easy, man}
No tan duro {Don't do it so hard}
Estas estan hechas para el amor {These hips are made 4 love}
Oye, espera un segundo! {Hey listen, a minute!}
Tu eres un cono! {U are like a pussy!}

"Nona" in the BG}
Bow down muthafucka, your rod
Nothin' can save U unless His is God
U better get your house in order, it's gettin'
The return of the bump squad is comin' way

(Hey girls, on up here)
Add that E 2 rap, it spell?
Bow muthafucka (Awww shit!)
U heard them niggas said bow

Bow down muthafucka, your rod
(Nona, U sell that tape?)
Nothin' can save U unless His is God
(Ha ha, U she do)
U better get your in order, it's gettin' late
The return of the bump squad is comin' way

Y'all hold that groove 4 a while while I out the good book
(Chill out nigga, we don't need shit!)
As they journey from the Mt. by the way of the Red sea
(Broke ass muthafucka, ha ha ha)
2 the Land of Edom
And the soul of the people was much discouraged of the way
(Wanna holler)
And the people against God and against Moses
(Wanna holler)
Wherefore ye brought us up 2 Egypt 2 die in the wilderness
(Wanna holler)

So we sayin' U can bump, but U best get your house in order
And get back in the books U no changin' juvenile delinquent ass jiggers
And turn that off, damn!

(Yep)
Hey (What man?)
Ain't got a record player? (Yep)
Well, why the hell U use them?
I'm tired of hearin' the same records all the fuckin' time! (Yep)

of the bump squad {repeat}
(Bow muthafucka!)
(Bow down!) (Yep)
(Bow muthafucka!)
(Bow down!)
(CHORUS)

White man tryin' 2 convince brother 2 get job