bombom

Why you look at me like you want somethin'?
When all I really want is that bom bumpin'
Yeah, no one's gotta know you got that ass pumpin'
So, bounce it all around when you jump jumpin'

(Wiki wika)

Don't look at me
Just look at that
Now look at me but don't forget to throw it back

Try to make it clean
Try a lil' smack
I'm the king, you the queen, those are just the facts

You been hangin' downtown like the girl I know
Takin' shots of patron like you can't say no
It helps you loosen up so you drop down low
You a pretty lil' thing now you makin' it snow

But I'm not the type that gets real impressed
With that thing swingin' 'round in a red sundress
So maybe we do dinner then we just have sex
Have a little chit chat see what comes next

Oh no, you want mo', but I ain't the type
I'm just here for that ass and to lay the pipe, ha
You know that this love thing ain't worth the hype
So when you get up, you need to take a hike, yeah

All your friends gather 'round they so upset
Saying stay away from me, they just want what's best
They right, I want that pussy and those big ole' breasts
You know how I roll and I wont take less
So

Why you look at me like you want somethin'? (want somethin')
When all I really want is that bom bumpin' (bom bumpin')
Yeah, no one's gotta know you got that ass pumpin' (ass pumpin')
So, bounce it all around when you jump jumpin' (jump jump!)

(Wiki wika)

Don't look at me
Just look at that
Now look at me but don't forget to throw it back

Try to make it clean
Try a lil' smack
I'm the king, you the queen, those are just the facts

(ZaddyZupe!)

Been away at the school for eight whole years
Now I'm back on attack like a volunteer
I walk up in this shit it's a new frontier
Who be comin' home with me it's so unclear (pick me daddy!)

So lemme read this to ya girl, chronologically
First grab ya shit 'cause you comin' home with me
Then clean the mess out this kitchen rapidly
'Cause chemists do it on the table periodically

I got the knowledge of a professor (-fesor)
So are we gonna do it like yes or? (yes or)
You better be ready to explore (lewis and clark!)
'Cause I'm not one to beg like "please more!" (please more!)

So baby think about all the things you wanna do
I ain't got all night to be screwin' round with you
I gotta get home, got papers to review
So time's up, hand it in, that ass is due

(that ass is due)
(that ass is due)
(that ass is due)
(that ass is due)



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Writer(s): I, Max, Nicholas Ryan Zwycewicz
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