Dump Truck (feat. Prodigy) - Gangrene

Easy there, back it up, back it up Dump truck, doo-bee-doo-bah, dump truck Dump truck, doo-bee-doo-bah, dump truck When you gotta haul some sand, or you gotta move some gravel Dump truck, doo-bee-doo-bah, dump truck If you try a little wagon, well, it's gonna be a hassle Dump truck, doo-bee-doo-bah, dump truck Well, a dump truck bed has got a lot of room Back it up, tilt it up, wham-bam-boom It's a dump truck, doo-bee-doo-bah, dump truck Dump truck, doo-bee-doo-bah, dump truck It's got big tough tires for headin' down the road Rollin' and controllin' that mighty heavy load Most any job, you know it can do Wham, bam, boom You got a big pile of dirt, that's really gotta go Dump truck, doo-bee-doo-bah, dump truck There's a certain kind of vehicle that you ought to know Dump truck, doo-bee-doo-bah, dump truck When you got a lot of stuff that you really gotta move Back it up, tilt it up, wham-bam-boom It's a dump truck, doo-bee-doo-bah, dump truck Dump truck, doo-bee-doo-bah, dump truck Well, I finished up the job, now, my song is through Back it up, tilt it up, wham, bam, boom Ooh, yeah Good job, everybody, it's quitting time!

Back it up like a dump truck Easy back it up Bring it back and rewind

In a hotbox four deep Eight blunts lit Five percent tint on this whip You can't jump in Caught em in the alley Roll the window he running Two 9s 30 some shots They both dumping Dump dump dump dump Dump on a dummy Dump dump dump dump Dump inside his function Dump dump dump dump Dump we on that dumb shit Halloween this shit right here get scary smash his pumpkin Shorty back it up just like a dump dump dump truck This ain't what you want You getting fucked fucked fucked up He ain't got no aim He swing the stick just like a nunchuck Get on his ass he talking this and that And he ain't done none Kentucky derby she ride me like a Harley Momma imma mess but it's my daddy fault I'm sorry One inside the head for any nigga tryna harm me I got special bullets like I came from out the army Not a fucking Ken doll Bitch you not a Barbie Internet gangstas niggas iCarly I said I'm finna hot box So why the fuck you call me Red flag you ain't got no money that's alarming In a hotbox four deep Eight blunts lit Five percent tint on this whip You can't jump in Caught em in the alley Roll the window he running Two 9s 30 some shots They both dumping Dump dump dump dump Dump on a dummy Dump dump dump dump Dump inside his function Dump dump dump dump Dump we on that dumb shit Halloween this shit right here get scary smash his pumpkin

I can't believe I'm letting you do this to me I can't believe I'm letting you do this to me Hand me a line Really hand me a line Really hand me a line Hand me a line Really hand it to me I've always loved you Love dumpling Your shit's like chocolate cake and Your ass smells like a rose I really hate you Love dumpling Now my bowels ache, yeah I can't believe I'm letting you do this to me Drop down in a line Really hand me a line Really hand me a line Hand me a line Really hand it to me Hand me a line Really hand me a line Really hand me a line Hand me a line Drop down in a line Really hand me a line Really hand me a line Hand me a line Really hand it to me

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