"Dumptruck" lyrics - WILSON

WILSON
"Dumptruck"

Kick it!

This one goes out to out blood, to our history
This one goes out to out blood, to our family
This shit goes out
Masters! (Masters)
The masters of ceremony!

This one goes out to the girls in the wet tees
This one goes out to the doods with the wet drems
This shit goes out to the number one big D
The Masters! (Masters)
Of ceremony!

This shit bumps, this shit fucks
This shit dumps like a dumptruck
This shit bumps, this shit fucks
This shit dumps like a dumptruck
(Dumptruck)

This one goes back to the freaks in east lansing
All the way back before we got fancy
Back to the swamp ass-y, ass-y as the master
Masters! (Masters)
Of ceremony!

This one goes out to the real deal fuckery!
So mother fuck them other fools and the wanna be's!
Sending this out to the house that we built at the dead end of the street

Kick it!

This shit bumps, this shit fucks
This shit dumps like a dumptruck
This shit bumps, this shit fucks
This shit dumps like a dumptruck
(Dumptruck)

Are you with me?
Like an eagle with a molotov in it's break
Are you with me?
Now we're doing whatever the fuck we please

'Cause this shit bumps, this shit fucks
This shit dumps like a dumptruck
This shit bumps, this shit fucks
So here it comes, stick out your tongue
Take the ride, feel the rush, we're flying high
So come with us, get off the bus, get in the truck
'Cause this shit fucks

This shit bumps, this shit fucks
This shit dumps like a dumptruck
This shit bumps, this shit fucks
This shit dumps like a dumptruck
(Dumptruck)