Bumline Lyrics

This one for the cheerleaders

This one for the people in the stands

This one for the real niggas

Typa shit that only they'll understand

This one for the feel good

This one sound real good

This one for the

This one for the people in the stands

Get your hands up

Up, up, up high

Take this time to party with your Fucked up life

I grew up round parents that would Fuck each other's wives

And they'd let 'em just to be the ones To fuck each other's lives

Alright, yeah

Yeah, enough of that

Lone wolf, ain't weed, then fuck the Pack

Black boy, blonde hair, bet they lovin That

Till shit be seemin too fair then they Take it back

Put your hands up

Up up up high

And wave em around like you ain't say You wanna die

Like ten ago

On the phone

Cryin to ya momma on the side of the Road

Sayin that you hating spendin every Night you have alone

This one is for you, baby

Don't you let it get mistaken, nah

This one for you

Yeah, this one for you

So come on sing it wit me tell me how That shit go

This one for the cheerleaders

This one for the people in the stands

This one for the real niggas

Typa shit that only they'll understand

This one for the feel good

This one sound real good

This one for the

This one for the people in the stands

And I said hit me bitch

So I can swing

Harder than a Mike Tyson and still be Freer than that Britney bitch

How many times I gotta tell y'all I ain't Quintonthekid

Reintroduce myself, it's muthafuckin Whitney, bitch

This shit is in me, bitch

It ain't july no mo, but shit I spit still Hot as if my mind a fuckin chimney, Bitch

Yeah

Smoke is pourin out of my ears just like a cartoon

High fumes

I feel like i'm the owner of Tom and Jerry

I caught you

Got you

Right in my sight

Have my gun

Peek at you and then I call it a night

Nah, I'm lyin

But if I'm tried, I know a few guys that Might

But that's up in the air in case the feds Are in here tonight

This one for the cheerleaders

This one for the people in the stands

This one for the real niggas

Typa shit that only they'll understand

This one for the feel good

This one sound real good

This one for the

This one for the people in the stands