Ah ha, hush that fuss,
Everybody move to the back of the bus!
Do you wanna bump and slump with 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 with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk.
Verse 1:(Big Boi)
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 playas, thought we was absent
We takin another route to represent the Dungeon Family.
Like Great Day, me and my nigga decide to take the back way,
We stabbing every city then we headed to that bat cave.
A-T-L, Georgia, what we do for ya,
Bull doggin hoes like them Georgetown Hoyas.
Boy you sounding silly, thank my Brougham aint sittin pretty
Doing doughnuts round you suckas like then circles around titties,
Damn...
We the committee gone burn it down
But us gone bust you in the mouth with the chorus now
Ah ha, hush that fuss,
Everybody move to the back of the bus!
Do you wanna bump and slump with 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 with 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 only funky as your last cut,
You focus on the past your ass'll be a has what.
Thats one to live by or either that 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 with it,
But I'm witcha you 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-wawsky
Awfully, it's sad and it's costly, but that's all she, wrote
And I hope I never have to float in that boat,
Up shit 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 yawl can say is them niggas earned that crown but until then till' then...
Ah ha, hush that fuss,
Everybody move to the back of the bus!
Do you wanna bump and slump with 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 with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk.
Awww, get down!
(Harmonica Solo)
Ah ha, hush that fuss,
Everybody move to the back of the bus!
Do you wanna bump and slump with 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 with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk.
Uhuh, uhuh, baby, yeah yeah!
uhuh yeah yeah, baby, uhuh.
uhuh, baby, uhuh, yeah yeah!
baby, yeah yeah, uhuh uhuh!
uhuh, uhuh, baby, yeah yeah.
uhuh, yeah yeah, baby, uhuh!
uhuh, baby, uhuh, yeah yeah,
baby, yeah yeah, uhuh, uhuh!
Ah ha, hush that fuss,
Everybody move to the back of the bus!
Do you wanna bump and slump with 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 with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk.
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