Bump
Spank Rock & Amanda Blank Lyrics
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Typical
Honey, honey see me
Behind my Game Boy
I got game girl
It comes easy
My popsicle it’s so sweetsie
Turn back that spark
Don’t hesitate
And you believe me
Ya bitch believe me
Bump
Bump (Hey there you go, there you go, fine by…)
Bump (Too much rump in the trunk)
Bump (It‘s rainin’ it’s pouring, the little girl is snoring)
Bump (Typical)
Bump (Rump in the trunk)
Bump (Rump in the trunk)
Bump (Typical)
Now mingle shake from every angle
Re group the hood
Gonna start by the spangle
Like Karma Sutra
I hit from every angle
Free to speak from this place
Cos’ your thought’s so tangled
What’s that look on you face all miniscule
Want me to stand still
But your whole crew’s tangled
Cut them off shangle
Dangle
Fuck you
Get me?
Dadadada
Come straight from the hood
Gonna keep my music
Colour/rock/rap/punk confusion
It’s too confusin’
I do what I like
So what I pop is called it’s called Spank Rock
Right from the middle
That’s right Spank Rock
From the bottom to the middle to the middle to the top
The hottest mother fucker in the whole damn block
Do my thing and the girls watch
Honey, honey see me
Behind my Game Boy
I got game girl
It comes easy
Let go your shoulders
My popsicle it’s so sweetsie
Turn back that spark
Don’t hesitate
And you believe me
Ya bitch believe me
Bump
Hell you can date me, hate me, take me down to the bitch’s show
(Lets rock)
And I’d even let you hold my hand so the whole damn world can know
(If you can want my time we can unwind)
The real old rock and roll
Things get better yet
And like it said let me know when you’re ready to go
I just be here with my feet up free
Rollin’ this meat up
Me and my Marci ain't changin'
We just stayin’ the same age
While you spritzin’ and teasin’
I’ll just catch up on my reading
Push up on work
Button down shirt
Bad ass mother fuckin’ cool jerk
Honey, honey see me
Behind my Game Boy
I got game girl
It comes easy
Let go your shoulders
My popsicle is so sweetsie
Turn back that spark
Don’t hesitate
And you believe me
Ya bitch believe me
Hey yo it’s me and Spank Rock
We always poppin’ it hot
He gets the ladies in line
I got you ridin’ my jock
I keep it dirty, not like Fergi
Ain’t the Black Eyed Peas
This shit ain’t happy
I’m trashy, boastful bitch MC
My rhymes are painful and fresh
My pussy’s tastin’ the best
I’m face scratchin’ weed snatchin’
If you’re ready to step
Cos’ I’m a throw down kinda bitch
I don’t play around
See I cut the fuck up
And I knock the fuck down
Pussy pounders have got my back
They all over the place
You can’t get it so you sweat it
We keep that shit laced
Two one five triple eight
We never slip it on the beat
Can’t help it if we roll
We get the players in heat
My ghetto girls
Take it, take it grab your man up like a thief
My ghetto girls
Hate it, hate it grab you bitches on a leash
My ghetto girls
Shake it, shake it break it like a dime piece
My ghetto girls
Fake it, fake it if that dick ain’t sweet
See I roll my Dutch thick
I can spit my verse quick
Don’t trip on this philly shit
We keeping’ it thick
We got the fly by on the hustle and grind
And if you get us at the right time
You get it from behind
In just Chanell pumps
And throw my legs up
And if you ready you can get it anytime you want
I’m the midnight dropper
I’m the body rockin’ rocker
Workin’ tight all night
Yo I’m never getting tired
Just a dirty little grin
When you digger dig it in
How the bitches think of this
When you stickin’ it in
Track your system
When we sippin’
Thinkin’ when we dippin’
Like you looks when I be drippin’
Think my shit is straight addictin’
Or in the bathroom break you off in the bed
Thigh squeezin’ puss teasin’
Cock rockin’ your head
See I like my ass sassy
I keep my man happy
Cos’ I ride like Kelly Bunty, yo I keep that shit, nasty. Nasty…
Bump, bump-bump
Nasty…
(Typical)
The lyrics of this song “Bump” by Spank Rock & Amanda Blank describe the sexual prowess and attractive qualities of the singer, who is confident and capable of pleasing their partner. They describe themselves as a “game boy” who has all the right moves and can easily seduce their partner with a “spark”. The chorus repeats the word “bump” and emphasizes the “rump in the trunk”. The singers boast about their skills in the bedroom, being able to hit every angle, and making their partners scream with pleasure.
Throughout the song, the singers assert their dominance and control over their partners, saying that they can “have” them and that they are the “hottest mother fucker in the whole damn block”. They reference popular culture like the Karma Sutra, and sprinkle in some explicit language, ensuring that their message is clear.
Overall, the song is very sexual and carries an aggressive tone, portraying the singers as confident and in control of their sexuality. Its beats and melodies are a mixture of hip hop, electronic, and rock.
Line by Line Meaning
Honey, honey see me
Hey there, look at me
Behind my Game Boy
Playing my Game Boy in the background
I got game girl
I'm skilled at what I do, girl
It comes easy
I make it look easy
Let go your shoulders
Relax yourself
My popsicle it’s so sweetsie
I'm irresistible
Turn back that spark
Don't let anyone dim your light
Don’t hesitate
Go for it
And you believe me
Trust and have faith in me
Ya bitch believe me
Don't doubt me, girl
Bump
Let's groove
Bump (Hey there you go, there you go, fine by…)
You're doing great, keep it up!
Bump (Too much rump in the trunk)
I see you've got a big booty
Bump (It‘s rainin’ it’s pouring, the little girl is snoring)
I don't care about anything else, let's dance
Bump (Typical)
That's just how it goes
Bump (Rump in the trunk)
You got a big butt
Bump (Rump in the trunk)
You got a big butt
Bump (Typical)
That's just how it goes
Now mingle shake from every angle
Dance in every way possible
Re group the hood
Get your friends together
Gonna start by the spangle
Let's get wild and crazy
Like Karma Sutra
We're gonna have a good time
I hit from every angle
I'm versatile and can do anything
Free to speak from this place
I can say whatever I want here
Cos’ your thought’s so tangled
You're overthinking things
What’s that look on your face all miniscule
Why do you have that tiny expression on your face?
Want me to stand still
Do you want me to stop moving?
But your whole crew’s tangled
Your friends are all mixed up
Cut them off shangle
Get rid of them
Dangle
Hang it all out
Fuck you
I don't care what you think
Get me?
Do you understand what I mean?
Come straight from the hood
I'm from the streets
Gonna keep my music
I'm going to do what I love
Colour/rock/rap/punk confusion
My music is a mixture of genres
It’s too confusin’
It's hard to categorize my music
I do what I like
I create music based on my own preferences
So what I pop is called it’s called Spank Rock
The music I create is called Spank Rock
Right from the middle
I come from the heart of the music scene
That’s right Spank Rock
I'm talking about myself and my music
From the bottom to the middle to the middle to the top
I started from the bottom and worked my way up
The hottest mother fucker in the whole damn block
I'm the best in the neighborhood
Do my thing and the girls watch
I perform and the ladies love it
Hell you can date me, hate me, take me down to the bitch’s show
You can love me, hate me, or take me wherever you want to go
(Lets rock)
Let's have some fun
And I’d even let you hold my hand so the whole damn world can know
I'm even willing to show public affection
(If you can want my time we can unwind)
We can spend time together and relax
The real old rock and roll
This is real music
Things get better yet
Things will only get better
And like it said let me know when you’re ready to go
Let me know when you're ready to party
I just be here with my feet up free
I'll be here, relaxed and carefree
Rollin’ this meat up
Rolling weed
Me and my Marci ain't changin'
My friends and I are staying true to ourselves
We just stayin’ the same age
We aren't changing who we are
While you spritzin’ and teasin’
You're all talk and no action
I’ll just catch up on my reading
I'll find better ways to spend my time
Push up on work
I work hard for what I have
Button down shirt
I dress nicely
Bad ass mother fuckin’ cool jerk
I have an attitude, but I'm still cool
Hey yo it’s me and Spank Rock
I'm with Spank Rock
We always poppin’ it hot
We always release hot music
He gets the ladies in line
Spank Rock is great with women
I got you ridin’ my jock
You're a fan of me
I keep it dirty, not like Fergi
My music is dirty, unlike Fergi's
Ain’t the Black Eyed Peas
I'm not part of the Black Eyed Peas
This shit ain’t happy
My music isn't cheerful
I’m trashy, boastful bitch MC
I'm a confident, vulgar MC
My rhymes are painful and fresh
My rhymes are raw and new
My pussy’s tastin’ the best
My vagina is desirable
I’m face scratchin’ weed snatchin’
I'm wild and crazy
If you’re ready to step
If you're ready to party
Cos’ I’m a throw down kinda bitch
I'm a wild, party-loving woman
I don’t play around
I'm serious about having fun
See I cut the fuck up
I'm wild and crazy
And I knock the fuck down
I'm confident
Pussy pounders have got my back
I have supporters who love what I do
They all over the place
My fans are everywhere
You can’t get it so you sweat it
You can't have me, so you're jealous
We keep that shit laced
We keep it all exciting
Two one five triple eight
Referring to the Philadelphia area code and phone number
We never slip it on the beat
Our music is always on point
Can’t help it if we roll
We're so good, we can't help but succeed
We get the players in heat
We make our listeners excited
My ghetto girls
My female friends from the hood
Take it, take it grab your man up like a thief
Steal your man away
My ghetto girls
My female friends from the hood
Hate it, hate it grab you bitches on a leash
Control your women
My ghetto girls
My female friends from the hood
Shake it, shake it break it like a dime piece
Dance and show off your body
My ghetto girls
My female friends from the hood
Fake it, fake it if that dick ain’t sweet
Pretend to like a man if he's not pleasing you
See I roll my Dutch thick
I roll my blunt with extra weed
I can spit my verse quick
I can rap quickly
Don’t trip on this philly shit
Don't worry about me, I'm from Philly
We keeping’ it thick
We're keeping it real
We got the fly by on the hustle and grind
We're moving fast and working hard
And if you get us at the right time
If you catch us at the perfect moment
You get it from behind
We'll give it to you hard
In just Chanell pumps
Wearing stylish, expensive shoes
And throw my legs up
Put my legs in the air
And if you ready you can get it anytime you want
I'm always ready to party
I’m the midnight dropper
I perform late at night
I’m the body rockin’ rocker
I can make the crowd move
Workin’ tight all night
I'm working hard all night
Yo I’m never getting tired
I have endless energy
Just a dirty little grin
A devious, provocative expression
When you digger dig it in
When you have sex with me
How the bitches think of this
What other girls think about me
When you stickin’ it in
When you're having sex with me
Track your system
My music is addictive
When we sippin’
When we're drinking
Thinkin’ when we dippin’
Thinking while we're partying
Like you looks when I be drippin’
You think I look hot when I sweat
Think my shit is straight addictin’
You love my music
Or in the bathroom break you off in the bed
We can have sex anywhere
Thigh squeezin’ puss teasin’
Touching and teasing me
Cock rockin’ your head
Blowing your mind
See I like my ass sassy
I like my butt plump and sexy
I keep my man happy
I satisfy my partner
Cos’ I ride like Kelly Bunty
I have sex like Kelly Bundy from Married... with Children
yo I keep that shit, nasty. Nasty…
I'm dirty and sexy
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