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Boom Boom Boom
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This is a banger right here. Use it as a warm-up song when you finna go drinking/clubbing.
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Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop Bass Rap
Charts
Peak #1,617
Peak in subgenre #68
Author
Ryan Stinson
Uploaded
June 07, 2006
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MP3 2.2 MB 128 kbps 2:24
Story behind the song
Rob Jackson - "Boom Boom Boom"
Lyrics
[HOOK] Boom Boom Boom I like the way that it move, so do what you do, I got my eyes glued on You You You So if you feelin the vibe, just get in the ride, because my game too strong Ooh Ooh Ooh I know it's tinglin ma, but drink it and nod, my team bought the whole bar Yes Yes Yes My sex is the best, don't mess with the rest, or stress cuz the beat go hard [HOOK] I make the street sniffle, once you hear the beat trickle / I'm fickle, so the flows is fitting like three nickels Please stick to ya squad, or else I'll send you to God / We block busters sorta like the video store Nigga's is whores, finna get fucked over / I don't smoke blunt raps, I just puff fluff holders That's a rough rover, outta ya range / Source like the sixth foul, take you outta the game It's a shame what these cats would do for dough / I prove and show, the facts any fool should know Dude is cold, don't try to deny that / Or my track, Chi City on my back Hold my stack, since people wanna test they luck / I bust pounds at bust downs so its best they duck Bless it slut, why you wanna front on me / Don't let the door swing and hit you where the sun don't be [HOOK] This be the jam, so shake that jelly girl / Take ya to the telly girl, dick make ya belly curl I've already hurled, thurr goes me / And I don't need Swizz Beats to start World War III HO, put cha clique up, ladies get fixed up / Call it ballin OKAY Mister Big Stuff You know I spit tough, grimy as grime can get / Source steam-roll a nigga, literally iron his shit You eyein my fit, gon make a jack move / Pull it, and bullets run in ya hole like a rat do I'm that crude wit crews, I'll bruise ya dudes / Whoever wanna see the outcome, view the news Losers lose, so they stay blowin wins / I'm finna catch a case, since niggas wanna co-defend Oh it's him, chickens just look dumb / Source just shook some, now here the fuckin hook come [HOOK]
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