Will Smith - Pump Ya Brakes Lyrics
All this excess stress I can't take itSlow that thing down, pump ya brakes kidWhy you gotta be all up in her face kid?The ABS will get you numbers & the name kidI mean really, houndin' ol' girl, was that really necessarySee your itinerary is all offYou need to be hauled offShe start flippin', she ain't trippin' it's your loss.This is a simple case of an anti-brake pumperYou don't have to talk to women bumper to bumperThat mighta got you a couple of numbers when you were youngerBut dude switch your whole approach, that ain't properBe a gentleman& try to be gentle manThe essence of stimulation mental manBut if your acting like you just got out the kennel manPut your foot on the pedal & pump[CHORUS - SNOOP DOGG]If your girl's in ya face & she's outta placeWhat you need to tell her is... PUMP YA BRAKESIf you're out with your girls & he's pressin' you hardWhat you need to tell him is...PUMP YA BRAKESNow if you're underage & you're actin' all grownWhat you need to do is PUMP YA BRAKESIf you're offended by this record, then you know that's youWhat you need to do is...PUMP YA BRAKESOutside the restaurant Girl sees Boy, Girl likes BoyGirl meets Boy, Boy doesn't know that Girl thinks he's flyBoy's a nice guy, so Boy says 'Hi'Boy's Girlfriend returns from going to parkShe sees them together this ignites a sparkBoy's girlfriend has a real loud barkNow this is where the pumpin' of the brakes should startGirlfriend thinks that something's going onGirl tells Girlfriend nothings going onBoy's in the middle of the commotion beginningGirlfriend's mad cause Boy keeps grinningNow, why is he grinning but that's beside the pointGirlfriend should chill before they roll up in the jointJumping to conclusions gets you no where honeyPump ya brakes or be a crash test dummyDummy[CHORUS][SNOOP DOGG VERSE:]Rule #1, is just like #2 the who do's and what nots & what you should dizz-ooNo loud talking, no back talking, If you do either, believe it, you'reback walkingI hate to sound rude but then again, I have toMy rap thang and my mack game, It'll smack you , click clack you, spit at youI don't do it cause I want to, I do it cause I got toI got a question to ask you, would you fall, stand tall, ball, or let emsmash youIf I was you & you was I, would you keep it G or would you stay flyIf you was rich in a ditch, living low, would you push the button,Keep it cuttin' or would you just let it goCalm down little homey & know what your dealing with before you run up on me[CHORUS]
