Rosa Parks

Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby, yeah-yeah

Uh-huh, yeah-yeah, baby, uh-huh

Uh-huh, baby, uh-huh, yeah-yeah

Baby, yeah-yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh

Ah-ha, hush that fuss

Everybody move to the back of the bus

Do you wanna bump and slump wit' us?

We the type of people make the club get crunk

Ah-ha, hush that fuss

Everybody move to the back of the bus

Do you wanna bump and slump wit' us?

We the type of people make the club get crunk

Many a day has passed, the night has gone by

But still, I find the time to put that bump off in your eye

Total chaos, for these players, thought we was absent

We're taking another route to represent the Dungeon family

Like Great Day, me and my **** decide to take the back way

We stabbin’ every city then we headed to that bat cave

A-T-L, Georgia, what do we do for ya?

Bull doggin’ hoes like them Georgetown Hoyas

Boy, you soundin' silly, thank my Brougham ain't sittin' pretty

Doin' doughnuts 'round you suckas like them circles around titties

Damn, we the committee, gone burn it down

But us gon' bust you in the mouth with the chorus now, say

Ah-ha, hush that fuss

Everybody move to the back of the bus

Do you wanna bump and slump wit' us?

We the type of people make the club get crunk (Say)

Ah-ha, hush that fuss

Everybody move to the back of the bus

Do you wanna bump and slump wit' us?

We the type of people make the club get crunk

I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game

To stimulate then activate the left and right brain

Said, "Baby boy, you're only funky as your last cut"

You focus on the past, your ass'll be a has what

That's one to live by or either that's one to die to

I try to just throw it at you determine your own adventure

Andre, got to her station here's my destination

She got off the bus, the conversation lingered in my head for hours

Took a shower, kinda sour 'cause my favorite group ain't comin' wit' it

But I'm witcha 'cause you probably goin' through it anyway

But anyhow when in doubt, went on out and bought it

'Cause I thought it would be jammin', but examine all the flawsky-wasky

Awfully sad and it's costly but that's all she wrote

And I hope I never have to float in that boat

Up shits creek, it's weak, is the last quote

That I want to hear when I'm goin' down when all's said and done

And we got a new Joe in town

When the record player get to skippin' and slowin' down

All y'all can say is them **** earned that crown, but until then

Ah-ha, hush that fuss

Everybody move to the back of the bus

Do you wanna bump and slump wit' us?

We the type of people make the club get crunk, say

Ah-ha, hush that fuss

Everybody move to the back of the bus

Do you wanna bump and slump wit' us?

We the type of people make the club get crunk

Ah-ha, hush that fuss

Everybody move to the back of the bus

Do you wanna bump and slump wit' us?

We the type of people make the club get crunk, say

Ah-ha, hush that fuss

Everybody move to the back of the bus

Do you wanna bump and slump wit' us?

We the type of people make the club get crunk

Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby, yeah-yeah

Uh-huh, yeah-yeah, baby, uh-huh

Uh-huh, baby, uh-huh, yeah-yeah

Baby, yeah-yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh

Ah-ha, hush that fuss, everybody move to the back of the bus (Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby, yeah-yeah)

Do you wanna bump and slump wit' us? We the type of people make the club get crunk, say (Uh-huh, yeah-yeah, baby, uh-huh)

Ah-ha, hush that fuss, everybody move to the back of the bus (Uh-huh, baby, uh-huh, yeah-yeah)

Do you wanna bump and slump wit' us? We the type of people make the club get crunk (Baby, yeah-yeah, uh-huh)

It’s just major right here, you know what I’m saying

Yo son, y'all ****, y'all **** is holding it man, straight up, man

Word man, I'm glad we got together to do this, you know on time-outs (It's all real)

Everybody North, South, East, West, you know what I’m saying

We doing this thing right here straight up for hip-hop

We handling the Earth right now, ya'll **** don't even know

For sure

You know what I mean?

If it wasn't for us tryna enlighten y'all **** with all types of flows and flavors

The game wouldn’t be the same

That's right, man

You gotta keep it innovative and new, creative (Know what I mean? Keep it, no doubt)

You know what I’m sayin’? I mean, you know what I'm sayin'?

Some people don’t wanna hear the same old thing over and over

No doubt, you gotta come provocative, ****, you know what I mean? (Word)

Shit gotta be spine-tingling with mad styles and crazy dangerous, I mean?

Bust your shit open beats, you know what I mean? (Yeah)

It’s like yo, **** don’t even know, son (Words)

Yo, we gon' play some funky shit for y'all

That’s right

Straight up, pay up, pay up, pay up, ****

From East Point to Shaolin, y’all better know that, yeah (Shaolin, uh-huh, hit this Henny)