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Lyricist: Lil B
Lyrics:
[Hook] I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grindin When you hit that white bag I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grindin When you hit that white bag I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grindin When you smoke that dope bag, yeah When you hit that white bag
[Verse 1] Now bitch you can hit the dope, playin' with the long scope Better not touch the bag, I want all of that Keep zippin' up the lock, serving shit up the block Ain't nothing wrong with smoking up when you fill the cup Take it in front of me, I was selling to a rent-a-cop He wanna get a rock, told em go kick rocks Came back with the pop, same bed, jaze cop White on the seal, like the color of a Maybach I got a little accent, holding rocks in the matrix 44 sitting by the dough like it's magic Serving mad white, all across the atlas I smoke what I sell, I got a special package Drug dealer try to sell me a dirty package Block line hit em up, and dirty plastic I don't play the hard way, you feel me? Smokin zips all day, you feel me? And how did he go, hit em with the scope Stuff em in the trunk, the same place I put the dope 4-4 run like the summer on the boat Never trust the person that keep snorting dope Lil B
[Hook] I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grindin When you hit that white bag I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grindin When you hit that white bag I don't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grindin
[Verse 2] You keep stealing my shit, I thought you wouldn't do that You in my house, and you already knew that Took dope out the fridge and see you stealing my clothes Your even stole all the cords from the damn phones You at the flee market, right in the market You a scam artist, drugs make you a target Now you a target, who seeing the farthest You hit on the drugs that you sellin Hurting everyone around you that you cherish Money made you sour, the fame made you jealous Better step back Keep this real man, the brown back, bitch, you got you twerking Never seen a young nigga out here geekin Hittin licks, he never sleepin Bad drugs he passed every weekend That's why you dead sleepin Lil B
[Outro] You feel me? Keep it real I'm a keep it 100 Niggas know I'm not perfect, I try to help The game over all: it needs help, help, help And they know I'm not perfect I'm a keep it 100, I'm working, twerking Just don't sip that dough bag and don't sell drugs man Do you feel me? Killin' the communities man I'm a keep it 100 Sometimes it ain't all about the money man I don't put money over everything It ain't money over bitches with me It ain't money over everything with me I can't say that I can't say that man I put people, I put life before that So I'mma keep it 100 If you based If you really love Lil B It's people over money I need real based family around me People over money, remember that I only want real motherfuckers around me I don't need that fake shit I don't want that fake shit People over money You keep bitching about the money People over money
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