Rumble
Came home late 'bout three in the morning
Tennessee whiskey got my feelings flowing
Intuition got me in my crazy zone
Hard-headed sin, I got my pressure boilin'
Came through with a rage, kick down the door
Caught him red-handed, now I'm 'bout to blow
I reach for my gun and saw him tryin' to get going
So I caught him by the hair and I say to him "No'
Come on, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Come on!
What gave you the nerve to go and do me wrong?
Bringing that trash up in my home
I work, and I bring us right down to the bone
So that you blessed and comfortable
You said you work too hard, you're always on the road
What about my needs, what about my goals?
She holds me at night and she listens to me
Well, you can cast his ass whippin' before you leave
Come on, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Come on!
Boy, I'm tired of all your lies
So this time
You're gonna get it, I'ma make it my business
Now raise
You can see the crazy on my face
You can smell it climbing through my veins
So you better get gone if you want to stay
Come on, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, it's time to rumble
Hey, we gotta rumble
Oh, we fine to rumble
I'ma show you rumble
Hey, hey, hey, get down
Boy, I'm tired of all your lies
So this time
You're gonna get it, I'ma make it my business
Now raise
You can see the crazy on my face
You can smell it climbing through my veins
So you better get gone if you want to stay
Hey, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ow
Oh, not my home
You've lost raving mind
Bringin' in that little hoe up in my house
What you think this is? Who you tryna move?
Not me, not Tierinii Jackson
You've got the wrong one
Tennessee whiskey got my feelings flowing
Intuition got me in my crazy zone
Hard-headed sin, I got my pressure boilin'
Came through with a rage, kick down the door
Caught him red-handed, now I'm 'bout to blow
I reach for my gun and saw him tryin' to get going
So I caught him by the hair and I say to him "No'
Come on, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Come on!
What gave you the nerve to go and do me wrong?
Bringing that trash up in my home
I work, and I bring us right down to the bone
So that you blessed and comfortable
You said you work too hard, you're always on the road
What about my needs, what about my goals?
She holds me at night and she listens to me
Well, you can cast his ass whippin' before you leave
Come on, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Come on!
Boy, I'm tired of all your lies
So this time
You're gonna get it, I'ma make it my business
Now raise
You can see the crazy on my face
You can smell it climbing through my veins
So you better get gone if you want to stay
Come on, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, we start to rumble
Hey, it's time to rumble
Hey, we gotta rumble
Oh, we fine to rumble
I'ma show you rumble
Hey, hey, hey, get down
Boy, I'm tired of all your lies
So this time
You're gonna get it, I'ma make it my business
Now raise
You can see the crazy on my face
You can smell it climbing through my veins
So you better get gone if you want to stay
Hey, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ow
Oh, not my home
You've lost raving mind
Bringin' in that little hoe up in my house
What you think this is? Who you tryna move?
Not me, not Tierinii Jackson
You've got the wrong one
Credits
Writer(s): Ori Naftaly, Tierinii Tamille Jackson, Daniel Burton Mc Kee, Jr, Tikyra Khamir Jackson
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