PUMP FAKIN’ lyrics

[Intro]
With the four out the pot
Sorry just 'cause you got caught
b*tches not addin’ to my pockets
I ain't comin' ’round for them a lot
You go for that 'cause I drop it
You motherf*ckers get forgotten
Make a b*tch wavy, make the topic
Gimme 20 'cause she pop it
Aye, could twist it, aye, could bop it
You makin' a fool yourself, just stop it
Damn DJ Phat, you got the block hot
[?]
Are you okay, DJ?

[Verse 1]
Sendin' shots, choppin' whop
Plug fakin' got me hot
Pump fakin'? No, I’m not
I be there right on the dot (Hoo)
With the four out the pot
Sorry just ’cause you got caught
b*tches not addin' to my pockets
I ain’t comin' 'round for them a lot
You go for that 'cause I drop it
You motherf*ckers a get forgotten
Make a b*tch wavy, make the topic
Gimme 20 ’cause she pop it
Aye, could twist it, aye, could bop it
You makin' a fool of yourself, just stop it
[Bridge]
Ah, yeah
We could get them bags goin', it's whatever (Ooh)
We could get them bags goin'

[Verse 2]
We could get them bags goin', it's whatever, yeah
She ain't never seen a roll like this, like never ever
And we ain't sittin' down for none, lil bobo, just do better (f*ck)
I don't trust no one to execute in my endeavors
Spy about how I get down
Ain't stop, just make them bite down
We slide, f*ck them, it's a wipeout
Gon' see just what the hype about
We juggin', get you right 'round
I'm heading in, it's lights out
I don't want to talk in public
I swear that these b*tches be buggin', ugh (Ooh)