Mr Whomp Whomp Lyrics by Fiend

Mr Whomp Whomp Lyrics

    Guy:
    Bitch! who dat' nigga, who dat' nigga, who dat' nigga
    Turn him up on the mic

    Verse one:

    Who was born to rowdy, be bout my dottie, thinking i'm lil' gotti
    Tats on my body, catch 'em, shottie, with that red beam dottie
    When they call me pop, nigga's call me mister hit 'em get 'em
    Or just, bad motherfucker, because i'm quick to spit 'em, dismiss 'em
    I beat the total livin', somebody get 'em
    Before i put this in 'em and even the doctors won't admit 'em
    Look, i won't bullshit 'em, the school, put you wupe you in the jammie
    (soldier put it on something)
    Put it on my mama and her mammie
    Lay it, thrown out the nanny
    Got these niggas hate me ballie
    Sending they pussy at me just to see a nigga stab me
    Don't have my marbles at all, i'm horrible dog
    Don't believe me, watch me, action when i give this call

    Chorus:

    It's mister whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp (there he is, there he is)
    Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp (there gotta be a)
    Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp (there he is, there he is)
    Whomp, whomp, whomp

    Verse two:

    I'm the dopiest thing since the rock
    Cause the stock about a single jaws block
    The only rapper slash nigga with a endorsment from a glock
    I'm gain nigga go head and put that in yo' vain nigga
    When you bought the cd, you got it because of my name nigga
    The one with the double r, till every track he busted on
    Won't give a fuck who else on, look i'm pure competition
    Just an example with the expedition
    And i'm still making songs for the prisons
    Nigga's besta tip, and went when c.b. jones came about
    Can't see a nigga taking me out
    From tennessee to atlanta, shy town, and back home
    What they wanna here when i touch that microphone

    Chorus

    Verse three:

    I use to use to be a drug pusher
    Now i'm that dope in your sub-woofer
    Only for the coke cookers that ook us
    But ain't no affording me
    Can't go no where don't act accordingly
    The only person that notice me is god and that nigga recording me
    You wanted a hero well here i be, capital f-i-e-n-d you peeping me
    See frequently fucking over your frequency
    Talking 'bout our producers like quantity
    Follow me, every since i said the quarter ki
    Checking for me in blockbuster every quarterly
    Pardon me, i don't know if i'm the shit, or just another nigga bump
    But right now i'm the nigga that's damaging your trunk

    Chorus

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