CHUMP
Famous Dex Lyrics


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Dexter
Fake ass niggas, I don't even give no fuck, that's how I feel (bitch ass, lame ass niggas)
Right off the top and shit
Check this out (broke ass niggas)
Ha

Niggas they fake, sake, hate, fuck on their sister, ooh (yeah, I did)
Niggas they fake, what, run up on me and dismissed him (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Wet a nigga like some tissue (ooh)
Pussy nigga, what's the issue? (A what?)
Yeah, I don't really like this nigga, huh (what?)
Fat Daddy kill this nigga, huh (bow)
Yeah, huh, back then I was really broke (what?)
This year I'm gettin' hella dough (I am)
Blue cheese, yeah I want more (want some more)
Wait, huh, look at my diamonds, they shine, got Cartier lil' bitch (ooh, Cartier)
Ooh, huh, look at my right wrist shine
Diamonds stare lil' bitch, ooh (diamonds all for the what?)
Ooh, drinkin' lean like it's beer, huh (beer)
Pullin' bitches by they hair, ooh
Ridin' 'round in a Ghost, ha (skrrt)
Windows tinted like the mayor, ha (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, what, huh, you can't shoot 'cause it's bulletproof
Fuckin' that bitch, she ain't into you, ha
This lil' bitch is a bubble, huh (yeah, I know, what?)
Wait, I had to count my bands up
Bad bitch, I can't stand up
I just pulled up in a Range truck
Wait, pull up in Range (what?)
Yeah bitch, I'm a danger, huh (what?)
.30 on me, keep it dangerous (what?)
What, I'm no singer, huh
Bullets flyin' make you sing, yeah, what (bow, bow, bow, bow)

Nah, I ain't really good at talkin' to you, you know what I'm sayin'? (I ain't no stranger, bullets hit you, swear you in danger)
I, I'ma get back to work
Swing, you got some 'Woods rolled up in that bitch? (I ain't no stranger, bullets hit you, swear you in danger)
Yeah, I know
I don't fuck with nobody man
I got this shit (uh, Dexter)
Ha (uh, yeah, what?)

Look at my middle finger diamonds bitch, shining, ooh, what (bow, bow)
Fuck your lil' bitch one time, that bitch be wylin' what
Yeah, kick your bitch to the curb, what
I don't want that bitch, I skrrt (skrrt)
Get on my nerves, what (what?)
Stupid bitch get on my nerves, what, yeah

For the skrilla I go burr, yeah
Money, money, m-money, money, money, know what I'm sayin'?
My real name is Dexter too (no for real, it's on my passport, dumbass)
Ha
Ooh, yeah (yeah, a what?)

Wake up, smoke me a wake n' bake, huh
Yeah, huh, pussy ass nigga talk what?
Put him ass in the lake, yeah (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Ooh, huh, .30 on me, I don't miss, huh, yeah (what?)
Shootin' like Jerry West (uh)
Bullet hit you right up in the chest
Yeah, bitch (I don't think they heard you, say it again Dexter)
Yeah, shootin' like Jerry West, what (what?)
Bullets hit his ass in the chest like uh (uh)

You know what I'm sayin'?
I ain't gotta say my real name (I don't)
Bitch ass nigga, you know who behind this camera
The mic, ha, can't fight (what?)
Ooh, I'm like, pop a lil' Perc, huh, all night, huh
I swear to God, alright, I'm high (what?)
She bi (she what?), she want the dick, a lot (a lie)




She wanna get some money, baby girl hell nah, that's a lie
Dexter

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Famous Dex's song "CHUMP" express his disdain for fake people and his confidence in himself. He dismisses these "fake ass niggas" and states that he doesn't even care about them. Dex emphasizes his distaste for them by saying they engage in incestuous activities and wishes for their downfall. He brags about his success, talking about how he was once broke but is now making a lot of money. He mentions his expensive jewelry and cars, highlighting his luxurious lifestyle. Dex also mentions his prowess with women, asserting that he can attract them easily. Throughout the song, he asserts his dominance and warns his enemies about the consequences if they mess with him.


Line by Line Meaning

Fake ass niggas, I don't even give no fuck, that's how I feel (bitch ass, lame ass niggas)
I couldn't care less about these phony individuals, they're weak and pathetic.


Niggas they fake, sake, hate, fuck on their sister, ooh (yeah, I did)
These guys are not genuine, they're filled with jealousy and even engage in disgusting acts.


Niggas they fake, what, run up on me and dismissed him (bow, bow, bow, bow)
These fake guys tried to confront me, but I quickly defeated them with a series of blows.


Wet a nigga like some tissue (ooh)
I effortlessly take down my enemies, leaving them wet and defeated, like a used tissue.


Pussy nigga, what's the issue? (A what?)
What's the problem with these weak individuals? I can handle anything they throw at me.


Yeah, I don't really like this nigga, huh (what?)
I genuinely dislike this person, they don't deserve my respect or attention.


Fat Daddy kill this nigga, huh (bow)
I, known as Fat Daddy, will defeat this person with ease and show them who's in charge.


Yeah, huh, back then I was really broke (what?)
In the past, I was extremely impoverished and struggling financially.


This year I'm gettin' hella dough (I am)
But now, in this year, I'm making a significant amount of money.


Blue cheese, yeah I want more (want some more)
I desire even more wealth and success, just like blue cheese is a favored choice.


Wait, huh, look at my diamonds, they shine, got Cartier lil' bitch (ooh, Cartier)
Take a moment to admire the brilliance of my diamonds, they gleam with a Cartier quality.


Ooh, huh, look at my right wrist shine
Notice how my right wrist glistens and shines in an impressive manner.


Diamonds stare lil' bitch, ooh (diamonds all for the what?)
These diamonds catch your attention, little lady, captivating you with their allure.


Ooh, drinkin' lean like it's beer, huh (beer)
I consume lean, a drug concoction, as casually as one would drink beer.


Pullin' bitches by they hair, ooh
I effortlessly attract women by exerting dominance and pulling them by their hair.


Ridin' 'round in a Ghost, ha (skrrt)
I cruise around in a luxurious Rolls-Royce Ghost, exuding confidence and success.


Windows tinted like the mayor, ha (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
The windows of my car are darkly tinted, resembling the privacy and status of a mayor.


Yeah, what, huh, you can't shoot 'cause it's bulletproof
Don't even bother trying to shoot me, my car is fully protected with bulletproof material.


Fuckin' that bitch, she ain't into you, ha
I'm having sexual relations with a woman, and she has no interest in being with you.


This lil' bitch is a bubble, huh (yeah, I know, what?)
This woman is temporary and insignificant, just like a bubble that will inevitably pop.


Wait, I had to count my bands up
Hold on, I needed to calculate and count the stacks of money that I possess.


Bad bitch, I can't stand up
I'm so infatuated with an attractive woman that I can't even stand up straight.


I just pulled up in a Range truck
I recently arrived in a luxurious Range Rover truck.


Wait, pull up in Range (what?)
Hold on, I'm arriving in a Range Rover vehicle, impressing those around me.


Yeah bitch, I'm a danger, huh (what?)
Yeah, I'm a formidable threat, causing fear and uncertainty in others.


.30 on me, keep it dangerous (what?)
I carry a .30 caliber firearm, maintaining a state of danger and readiness.


What, I'm no singer, huh
Don't mistake me for a singer, that's not my talent or profession.


Bullets flyin' make you sing, yeah, what (bow, bow, bow, bow)
When bullets are fired, they force you to scream or sing involuntarily in pain and fear.


Nah, I ain't really good at talkin' to you, you know what I'm sayin'? (I ain't no stranger, bullets hit you, swear you in danger)
No, I'm not skilled at engaging in conversation with you, you understand? But when it comes to bullets, they'll hit you and put you in imminent danger.


I, I'ma get back to work
I, Dexter, need to go back to focusing on my work and responsibilities.


Swing, you got some 'Woods rolled up in that bitch? (I ain't no stranger, bullets hit you, swear you in danger)
Hey, do you have some marijuana cigars rolled up in that place? But let me reiterate, I'm not a stranger to causing harm with bullets.


Yeah, I know
Yes, I understand.


I don't fuck with nobody man
I don't associate or engage with anyone, man.


I got this shit (uh, Dexter)
I have everything under control (uh, it's Dexter, referring to himself).


Look at my middle finger diamonds bitch, shining, ooh, what (bow, bow)
Observe the diamonds on my middle finger, dazzling and shining, capturing attention. Take that, bitch!


Fuck your lil' bitch one time, that bitch be wylin' what
I engaged in sexual activity with your insignificant girl once, and she was acting wild and out of control.


Yeah, kick your bitch to the curb, what
Yes, I'm getting rid of your girl, dismissing her and relegating her to the curb.


I don't want that bitch, I skrrt (skrrt)
I have no interest in being associated with that woman, I quickly move away from her.


Get on my nerves, what (what?)
You annoy me greatly, irritating and bothering me incessantly.


Stupid bitch get on my nerves, what, yeah
This foolish woman aggravates and frustrates me to no end, causing great annoyance.


For the skrilla I go burr, yeah
I effortlessly and enthusiastically pursue money, going all out to acquire it.


Money, money, m-money, money, money, know what I'm sayin'?
I'm emphasizing the importance and significance of money, ensuring you understand what I mean.


My real name is Dexter too (no for real, it's on my passport, dumbass)
Just so you know, my true name is Dexter as well. Seriously, it's even stated on my passport, you idiot.


Wake up, smoke me a wake n' bake, huh
As I awaken, I immediately consume marijuana to start my day, you know what I'm saying?


Yeah, huh, pussy ass nigga talk what?
Yeah, what are these cowardly individuals saying?


Put him ass in the lake, yeah (bow, bow, bow, bow)
I will dispose of him by submerging his body in the lake, delivering a series of lethal blows.


Ooh, huh, .30 on me, I don't miss, huh, yeah (what?)
I have a .30 caliber firearm with me, and I never fail to hit my target, you know what I'm saying?


Shootin' like Jerry West (uh)
I shoot with incredible accuracy, just like the legendary basketball player Jerry West.


Bullet hit you right up in the chest
A bullet will strike you directly in the chest, causing you harm and pain.


Yeah, bitch (I don't think they heard you, say it again Dexter)
Yeah, bitch (I don't believe they fully grasped your message, repeat it once more Dexter).


Yeah, shootin' like Jerry West, what (what?)
Yes, I shoot with outstanding precision, just like Jerry West did, you know what I'm saying?


Bullets hit his ass in the chest like uh (uh)
Bullets will strike him in the chest, causing significant damage and pain, as I imitate the sound 'uh'.


You know what I'm sayin'?
Do you comprehend my message? Are you following along?


I ain't gotta say my real name (I don't)
I don't need to disclose my actual name in this context or to you.


Bitch ass nigga, you know who behind this camera
You, worthless individual, know exactly who is operating this camera.


The mic, ha, can't fight (what?)
I hold the microphone, indicating my dominance, and you can't physically challenge me.


Ooh, I'm like, pop a lil' Perc, huh, all night, huh
I have a tendency to consume prescription drugs like Percocet, enhancing my experience, especially during nighttime.


I swear to God, alright, I'm high (what?)
I promise to God, listen carefully, I'm under the influence of drugs and feeling elevated.


She bi (she what?), she want the dick, a lot (a lie)
This woman is bisexual, and she desires sexual intercourse with me frequently, but in reality, it's a lie.


She wanna get some money, baby girl hell nah, that's a lie
She claims to be interested in acquiring money, but baby girl, no, that's a blatant lie.


Dexter
This final line simply reasserts the identity of the artist, Dexter.




Lyrics Β© O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Dexter Gore Jr.

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Comments from YouTube:

Trapped

Sick flow 🀧! Dexter back in the lab cookin up heatπŸ”₯

Tyrese Minnaar

Nothing like some nostalgiaπŸ”₯πŸ”₯

RJ

One of the hardest songs imo

S12 Noobzs

Dexters flow is insane

Uiclas Cruz

Do Caralho esse som πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

Izz I’m Dreamin?

This 🐐 really just freestyled on his first albumπŸ”₯πŸ”₯

duskamate

Yaboy Mc its not good that a lot of his new songs are freestyles, but he the goat for this one for sure lmao

R35_ STONESkull1

This album was good af bro got sick beat and you did yo thangπŸ”₯

Aaron Harris

the beat itself is πŸ”₯πŸ’¨

Atom Leopold

This will blow up!

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