All this excess stress I can't take it Slow that thing down, pump ya brakes kid Why you gotta be all up in her face kid? The ABS will get you numbers & the name kid I mean really, houndin' ol' girl, was that really necessary See your itinerary is all off You need to be hauled off She start flippin', she ain't trippin' it's your loss. This is a simple case of an anti-brake pumper You don't have to talk to women bumper to bumper That mighta got you a couple of numbers when you were younger But dude switch your whole approach, that ain't proper Be a gentleman& try to be gentle man The essence of stimulation mental man But if your acting like you just got out the kennel man Put your foot on the pedal & pump
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If your girl's in ya face & she's outta place What you need to tell her is... PUMP YA BRAKES If you're out with your girls & he's pressin' you hard What you need to tell him is...PUMP YA BRAKES Now if you're underage & you're actin' all grown What you need to do is PUMP YA BRAKES If you're offended by this record, then you know that's you What you need to do is...PUMP YA BRAKES Outside the restaurant Girl sees Boy, Girl likes Boy Girl meets Boy, Boy doesn't know that Girl thinks he's fly Boy's a nice guy, so Boy says 'Hi' Boy's Girlfriend returns from going to park She sees them together this ignites a spark Boy's girlfriend has a real loud bark Now this is where the pumpin' of the brakes should start Girlfriend thinks that something's going on Girl tells Girlfriend nothings going on Boy's in the middle of the commotion beginning Girlfriend's mad cause Boy keeps grinning Now, why is he grinning but that's beside the point Girlfriend should chill before they roll up in the joint Jumping to conclusions gets you no where honey Pump ya brakes or be a crash test dummy Dummy
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[SNOOP DOGG VERSE:] Rule #1, is just like #2 the who do's and what nots & what you should dizz-oo No loud talking, no back talking, If you do either, believe it, you're back walking I hate to sound rude but then again, I have to My rap thang and my mack game, It'll smack you , click clack you, spit at you I don't do it cause I want to, I do it cause I got to I got a question to ask you, would you fall, stand tall, ball, or let em smash you If I was you & you was I, would you keep it G or would you stay fly If you was rich in a ditch, living low, would you push the button, Keep it cuttin' or would you just let it go Calm down little homey & know what your dealing with before you run up on me
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