Boom Bap Sap (Ft. Hit-Boy, Hodgy & Mike Zombie)

[Intro: Sap]
Yeah, and I know you from where?
I don’t know you man

[Verse 1: Sap]
I’m more fly than how fast time pass
Relax out in palm beach while I palm ass
She a bad bitch over there with a wine glass
If anybody smashed I’ll be damned if I’m last
I love hitting big booty bitches
That love to watch Love and Hip-Hop
I love to run in flip flops only rolling with big shots
Car dealerships the only time I shop at big lots
And any time that I start dropping boy you don’t get hot
Hoes know my name well like they birth me
One bitch acting new and never heard me
I’m well hydrated I never was thirsty
A white bitch with a black eye never was Fergie
These niggas beating hoes down like pow
And every time I see it go down I’m like “wow”
And anyways we need a bunch of bottles right now
My ears ringing yo I mean it’s quite loud
But still

[Verse 2: Hit-Boy]
Hit-Boy turned a little to a lot
Throw it in the grease watch it sizzle in the pot
Dribbling the rocks send a signal to the spot
Get banged for your bucks and a missile at your top
HB run the route, still busting moves like Joe Jackson child
Sub on loud while we puffing on loud
The market dirty, need a clean up on the aisle
Copped the whole thing though, go half or nothing
She gonna go fast like Bo Jackson rushing
BC in the white Benz, pulling up thumping
And we go back like 4 flats on a bucket
Out the sunroof screaming fuck it
Out in public you gotta love it
The days when we was younger was the roughest
Now it’s nothing to hit the mall and go stupid
Plugged in the game and we still got it zoomin