Bump
Kottonmouth Kings Lyrics
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Creep, creep, I'm on the creep
The creep for the kind bud
O.C. late night, rolling in the v-dub
Sick of scraping resin so I'm looking for a sack
All I learn, I'll head for burn
BSO's got my back
Right on, right on brother, blaze on
It's that 1605 shit, real hunnington beats
Backyard fucking, garage style
(Chorus):
Bump, bump, bump
That's the sound of the fifteens while they're hitting in my trunk
Said bump, bump, bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck
(Verse) Saint Dog:
Well I'm that kid that the bitches talk about
Saint's what they shout, you got all the clout
A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King, 1605 (fool pass me the thing)
Now the stereo is off, I sway, push play
You hear humble gods from a mile away
All the heads are bobbing because the base is bumping
D-Loc is mumbling, (I got a little something)
Well he passed me a hornet and I took a sip
Sparked up a bowl and I took a rip, trip
Came to halt at an intersection
Turned up the music at my discretion
D-Loc in the back said what do I see
A jeep full of freaks just staring at me
D-Loc was right, they were in a range rover
Looked over my shoulder, I pulled them all over
They got out the car and stepped to my side
I said, hello ladies let's take a ride
I'm Saint Dog, that's D-Loc the man
Daddy X is the one that's driving the van
So climb on in and don't be shy
We're gonna close the doors and let the games be fly
Once again I said it, my name's ST
It's just another day of a P-T-be
Come on, come on
(Chorus)x2
Saint Dog putting it down for suburban pride
(Verse) Saint Dog:
I was living my life on a nine to five
Up early in the morning trying to survive
Chump change, it's a shame, with no education
No inspiration, no destination,
But now my occupation is to do what I like
Keep the crowd moving and rock the mic
Because if I don't rock it, then another sucker will
And if you don't jock it, then I can't pay the bills
Trick Daddy X threw me out on stage
Said Saint, represent for the underage
Same damn year, my face is up and raised
Got that ring in my nose labeled sixteen gauge
D-Loc:
No Saint dog, I hunt ducks with a twelve gauge
And when I'm on the stage, yes I get get real blazed
Get me on the court my skills will put you in a maze
T-T-T-twicking a twine all day
Come on, come on
(Chorus)x3
D-Loc's on the mic, rip rip shit up
(Verse) D-Loc:
It's the unpolitical, psychoanalytical,
Undefeated Champ that will stick you fool
My style is crazy, not wooka wakka lazy
If you chill with me I'll be sure to (blaze thee)
Plant you in the ground, let you drift like a daisy
That shit's in my system makes my life kind of hazy
My momma, my poppa, I think I should tell them
The J gots my head, and fucked up my cerebellum
It's about time to compute your math
Because my beats keep bumping like a seismograph
See I've tripped before, but never like this
Straight to my mind, put my brain in a bliss
I won't fake the funk, when I'm smoking on a skunk
That forty bowl evil got my peacock drunk
And like Micky Mantle, I can switch my stance
I'm a supercharged baller that's electrically enhanced
My flows are silky soft, like I'm writing them in lotion
And I'm a lyricist, that's poetry in motion
To each town, to each house, I cause mass commmotion
?????? take it all for my potion
Farewell to all and to all goodnight
I'm leaving these ??? out all night
Wait wait wait you said ??? that shit will suck you up
Get off the ??? and rock the bump
Come on
(Chorus)x1
Biotch!
The song "Bump" by Kottonmouth Kings is an ode to the life of a stoner, with lyrics about the search for good weed and the experience of cruising around while bumping loud music. The song begins with the singer declaring they're "on the creep" looking for "kind bud". They're driving around with some friends, looking for a good time. The song's chorus is about the loud, thumping bass of the music in the car, as well as the carefree attitude of the Kottonmouth Kings. The verses feature rappers Saint Dog and D-Loc riffing on their experiences with weed and their own importance as rappers.
Throughout the song, there's a sense of rebellion and disregard for authority figures, as well as a celebration of the joys of smoking weed and cruising around with friends. The song's tone is playful and happy, with the rappers laughing and joking as they tell stories about their love of weed and music. The song ends with a zinger, as D-Loc sarcastically refers to the listener as a "biotch".
Line by Line Meaning
Creep, creep, I'm on the creep
I am trying to quietly leave without drawing attention to myself
The creep for the kind bud
I am trying to find some high-quality marijuana
O.C. late night, rolling in the v-dub
I am driving around Orange County at night in my Volkswagen
Sick of scraping resin so I'm looking for a sack
I am tired of smoking low-quality marijuana and want to buy a better batch
All I learn, I'll head for burn
I am willing to try any new marijuana strain and experiment with different highs
BSO's got my back
My friends in the Brown Submarine Organization will support me in my search for marijuana
Right on, right on brother, blaze on
Let's smoke marijuana together and enjoy the high
You better rip that shit, rip it
Take a big hit of marijuana and inhale deeply
It's that 1605 shit, real hunnington beats
This music is the 1605 genre, known for its unique sound and beats
Backyard fucking, garage style
This music was made with limited resources and equipment in a home setting
Bump, bump, bump
The sound of the bass from my car speakers
That's the sound of the fifteens while they're hitting in my trunk
The bass is coming from the 15-inch subwoofers in my car trunk
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck
We are a rebellious, carefree music group who do not conform to societal norms
Well I'm that kid that the bitches talk about
I am the person who attracts attention and gossip from women
Saint's what they shout, you got all the clout
My nickname is Saint, and people consider me popular and influential
A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King, 1605 (fool pass me the thing)
This is what it is like to be a member of our music group - always looking for marijuana to smoke
Now the stereo is off, I sway, push play
I turn off the car stereo to listen to music that we made
You hear humble gods from a mile away
Our music is recognizable from a distance because of our unique style
All the heads are bobbing because the base is bumping
People are nodding their heads to our music because of the strong bass
D-Loc is mumbling, (I got a little something)
One of our members is quietly humming one of our songs
Well he passed me a hornet and I took a sip
One of our members handed me a marijuana cigarette, and I took a puff
Sparked up a bowl and I took a rip, trip
I lit up a marijuana pipe and took a hit, which made me feel elevated
Came to halt at an intersection
We stopped at a red light
Turned up the music at my discretion
I turned up the volume of our music to enjoy it more
A jeep full of freaks just staring at me
A group of unusual people in a jeep were looking at us at the intersection
They got out the car and stepped to my side
The people walked over to our car and stood near us
I said, hello ladies let's take a ride
I invited the group of women to join us in our car
D-Loc in the back said what do I see
One of our members in the back seat noticed something interesting
D-Loc was right, they were in a range rover
D-Loc's observation was correct, the women were driving a Range Rover
They got out the car and stepped to my side
The people walked over to our car and stood near us
Hello ladies let's take a ride
I invited the group of women to join us in our car
My name's ST, it's just another day of a P-T-be
My name is Saint Dog and this is just another day of being part of the Potluck Crew
I was living my life on a nine to five
I had a boring job that required me to work during normal business hours
Up early in the morning trying to survive
I woke up early every day to go to work and make a living
Chump change, it's a shame, with no education
I made very little money and did not have a good education
No inspiration, no destination
I lacked motivation and did not know where my life was headed
But now my occupation is to do what I like
My job is now to make music, which is something I enjoy doing
Keep the crowd moving and rock the mic
My job is to energize the audience and entertain them with my music
Trick Daddy X threw me out on stage
One of our group members, Trick Daddy X, put me on stage to perform
Same damn year, my face is up and raised
In the same year, I became well-known and respected in the music industry
Got that ring in my nose labeled sixteen gauge
I have a stud piercing on my nose that is 16 gauges thick
No Saint dog, I hunt ducks with a twelve gauge
One of our members, D-Loc, corrected my previous statement and said he hunts with a 12-gauge shotgun
And when I'm on the stage, yes I get get real blazed
When I perform on stage, I tend to smoke marijuana and get high
Get me on the court my skills will put you in a maze
If you challenge me to a game, I will outplay you and make you feel lost
T-T-T-twicking a twine all day
I spend all day working hard at what I do
It's the unpolitical, psychoanalytical, Undefeated Champ that will stick you fool
I am someone who does not care about politics, but I am skilled at analyzing people's psyche, and I will not lose at what I do
My style is crazy, not wooka wakka lazy
My music genre is unique and unconventional, and I am not lazy about creating music
If you chill with me I'll be sure to (blaze thee)
If you spend time with me, I will definitely share my marijuana with you
Plant you in the ground, let you drift like a daisy
If you cross me, I will hurt you badly and let your body rot like a wilted flower
That shit's in my system makes my life kind of hazy
Marijuana is part of my life and affects my everyday existence
My momma, my poppa, I think I should tell them
I am unsure if I should tell my parents about my marijuana use
The J gots my head, and fucked up my cerebellum
Marijuana is affecting my brain and mental processes, but I still use it
My beats keep bumping like a seismograph
The bass in my music and beats can cause intense vibrations, like an earthquake monitor
See I've tripped before, but never like this
I have experienced drugs before but never anything like marijuana
Straight to my mind, put my brain in a bliss
Marijuana relaxes me and makes me feel peaceful
I won't fake the funk, when I'm smoking on a skunk
I will not pretend to be someone else while high on marijuana
That forty bowl evil got my peacock drunk
I smoked too much marijuana and am now feeling the effects of it
And like Micky Mantle, I can switch my stance
I am very versatile and can change my approach to anything, like Micky Mantle changing his batting stance
I'm a supercharged baller that's electrically enhanced
I have a lot of energy and am very talented, and my electrically-enhanced beats reflect that
My flows are silky soft, like I'm writing them in lotion
My rapping style is smooth and relaxed, like applying soft lotion
And I'm a lyricist, that's poetry in motion
I write meaningful and poetic lyrics that can have a deep impact on listeners
To each town, to each house, I cause mass commmotion
My music has the power to attract attention and excitement everywhere I go
Take it all for my potion
I will take all the attention and success that come my way
Wait wait wait you said ??? that shit will suck you up
I am confused by something someone else said about marijuana
Get off the ??? and rock the bump
Stop thinking about something irrelevant and focus on our music instead
Biotch!
Expression of dominance or defiance, indicating that the words just spoken were powerful or significant
Lyrics © IMAGEM U.S. LLC
Written by: ADAMS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Darwin's Ark
I rarely listen to KMK nowadays but when I do its Royal Highness. Their greatest album by far. RIP SD
Glade Memmott
They have some dope shit but nothing beats that royal highness!!!
ReCoiL
Hidden stash 2
Louie Pooh
@ReCoiL True, but my favorite will probably always be High Society.
Sherry
This grandma loves this song...I enjoy cranking this up really loud and head banging with the grandies..ages 2, 3, 16 and 20.
Cnt but add the u
Your a good grandma
Shey Williams
Rip Saint. I haven’t listened to KMK for awhile but I wanted to pay my respect to the original king 👑🙏
dropof blood
Pakilika as well
Lord Manic
@dropof blood All in all there both OG SRH! Whoop Whoop!
Scott Brown 1980
My girlfriend was crowd surfing in 99 at one of there shows. She fell and had to get air lifted to the hospital. Most crazy show ever! 🤘🤘