Lyrics:
when she pick the wedgie out her ass crack
She wanna fuck around
That's really what I'm best at
Strung out on drugs for a week
That went by so fast
Traffic, dumbin shit, from ecclesiastic
Cashier, holdin out, fine, cut off the plastic
See the logo? A monument in hip-hop
Carved out, in the giant
as you are not by my side
Long nights, cold ice, can't feel it
Rhythm and bass got you facing the feeling that you in a lie
And I wonder what to do when I
all you niggas flop
BGE the only niggas the hot
I feel like metro boomin with the bass
Model broad she finna gimmie face
Dreaming of foreign money out
brothers they paint like Picasso
Only live once you know that's the motto
Cut him in half like a fresh avocado
These bitches gon' go like tomato, tomato
There's no sign of perfect form
There's no proof of discipline
There's no angle cut like stone
c body shaped by experience
Preconception is a blade
and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went
to hear my bass go boom boom boom ba boom
The one two three the three two one
Don't stop me now I've just begun
Don't cut me down don't start no fight
to hear my bass go boom
Boom boom ba boom
The one two three, the three two one
Don't stop me know I've just begun
Don't cut me down, don't start no fight
Hellcat, wide body, pull up, let it rip
Hit up the store, we lit
I'm finna roll me a blunt, I'm finna pour me a crush
I got the pole in the cut
Nigga,
face off
Leave No traces
Flowing clean cut with a bit of bud
Card game flush all aces
I push cuts in spaces
Trim round edges touch bases
Already
A bass on a beat that's my type... Uwoah
Look at me passing the time ahuh
By writing a couple a lines huh
Expressing a couple of signs yeah
Putting dollars
Put me on yo neck shinin
Something like a diamond in the rough
Cut the check and the bullshit
High jump the bluff
Karate kick pick up sticks
I can
I live out in the country used
To hang on old Pond Creek
Used to cat fish with my Grandpa used
To cut the grass for free
And there ain't been a damn
the change
They just wanna see me fold
Now they screamin out my name
Girl I hear you here we go
Break out the drum and bass
I'll bring the melody
We bout
like Lisa
They like a breeze, they believe, Geminis holding hands with Libras
They gonna stay, build my base, they a sun like Nika
Drop the bass I will
ass off
See one of them cut the lights on
The other one cut the gas off
I turn on the tv
And I see everything I'm wanting
I see a chain hanging low
I
DJ's cut it up, drop them joints
Everybody's been waitin' to dance
And make noise
B-boys, let me see you break it down
And ladies, let your hips move
pour up
I four it
I'm feeling good, feeling great, how are you?
So much bass when I pop my tape
Can't feel my face, can you feel yours too?
I got this
of here.
Yo Dre give me a funky ass bass line.
(Intro Chorus)
What fuck is up? In the place to be.
Coming on the mic is Eazy Motherfucking-E.
Dre is
covered up with lil' hearts
Her partner got 'em laced
Cut right below the waist
You can tell they got taste by they ensemble
One like to salsa, the other
rearranging must've got the beat mad
Since certain sounds were out of place
So now I'm clashing with symbols while trying not to get beaten by the bass
Hold
rather cut my hands,
Than I'd let a stranger scrub my washboard
and bash my big bass drum
Sometimes I get so weak-willed and crazy,
Frustrated and angry,
gotta step up...
[ VERSE 1: Ces ]
It's the Brakalak bounce no doubt
Critical Mass be in the lab makin the bass push out
Perimeters and borders, come
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