[Intro: Joey Valence] Alright y'all we bouta rewind We bouta take you way, way back This ain't no grape gang, you know what m' sayin' Here we take a trip into the underground
[Chorus: Joey Valence] Bumpin' that underground Bu-Bu-Bumpin' that underground Bumpin' that underground Bu-Bu-Bumpin' that underground
[Verse 1: Joey Valence] I bring back that sound The kind that makes you go “wow” Bass hit you with the boom pow I'm party rockin' with that old-school style Bumpin' that underground ever since I was a child Fresh like a farmer's market I only wear shorts with no pockets Y'all wanna-bes be mocking Well ya better shut ya mouth fore I zip it and lock it I'm an originator, smooth flow creator To the odd ones out is who I cater I'm a clown, It's not just for show With a beastie flow when I rock the microphone Ima hit you with the boom-bap Make the room slap Lemme take you way way back Kids all calling me whack But I'm bringing back a sound that you can't so take that
[Chorus: Joey Valence] Bumpin' that underground Bu-Bu-Bumpin' that underground Bumpin' that underground Bu-Bu-Bumpin' that underground
[Verse 2: BRAE] Sound is classic like Coke But I'm new like Mountain Dew, what's new? Stay drippin' like Fiji Overalls, One shoulder, BDG Used to get clowned in school for my last name Had dummies callin' me Luigi Don't test me, you don't want smoke I'll lock you up and slam the door like a knock-knock joke Knick knack patty wack - Give a boy a stack I'll head to Foot Locker and I'll blow a few racks Tracksuit, Adidas, all black Can someone please get me a snack? Baller didn't do the chain But I don't feel lame Cuz all these ladies know my name Hey Brae, hey baby Let's kick it later, maybe?
[Chorus: Joey Valence] Bumpin' that underground Bumpin' that underground Bumpin' that underground Bumpin' that underground
[Verse 3: Joey Valence] Now bring it around back with that beat that is bumpin' Young MCs on the mic keep 'em jumpin' Healthy breakfast 'fore I get my lunch in A glass of OJ and a captain crunch crunchin' I'm hot, check your temperature, you're not Step off ya gonna get got I run a marathon in high socks and flip flops Now stop, make 'em drop Bass is groovin' Bodies are movin' Y'all wanna tune in To see what we doing So call up the 90s and give 'em a ring Tell 'em they might just have the next big thing
[Chorus: Joey Valence] Bumpin' that underground Bu-Bu-Bumpin' that underground Bumpin' that underground Bu-Bu-Bumpin' that underground Bumpin' that underground Bu-Bu-Bumpin' that underground Bumpin' that underground Bu-Bu-Bumpin' that undergroundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
