walla Swallow a couple shots of Jag and make a dolla Lil' mama in the crib with a poke to complete your scalla Talk about an example of a shorty that
in the back i can hear the bass smack like oh like oh my swagas right but i dont need it i know you doubt it thats just how you feel about it i dont
upon the stage to make everybody hear ! Just haffi sing and dance, No haffi use any violence, Just haffi sing and dance, That's the way we shall offer some resistance. So that
the stage to make everybody hear ! Just haffi sing and dance, No haffi use any violence, Just haffi sing and dance, That's the way we shall offer some resistance. So that
Where they used to pump bass to keep the fiends crunk Now we get crunk when the bass pump (What?) They ain't ready for what's about to happen ?? put
take it from there i guess i'm like dev with a little more soul i like my beats slow and my bass, and my, and my i'm about to go hard yeah motherfucker that
out This place about to blow Blow This place about to blow Blow This place about to blow Blow This place about to blow Blow This place about to Now
in bed (mony-mony, ooh, mony-mony) And the bass and drums Are pounding in your head (mony-mony, ooh, mony-mony) Who cares about sleep When you can
take a ride on the cosmos The utmost toast of my raft Now mortals want a dose of the voice of key with the bass of the great war chant So now it's on
am, puts the taste in the dam Puts the X in the Clan that puts the brother on land It's like that y'all, ya don't stop Because the sight of the Watch
about And that's Real Talk 25 Lighters on my dresser yes sir Got a bad black bitch that drives a black inpressor You know I'm smoking on that herb Every
' My take come to the face When i see that beat goes the drum And the bass is blastin' Freak if i bone It's like i lost control I'm all alone think i'
the man you can't knock out The heavyweight champ that'll take your whole block out Marquis, one of the best around Yeah, down with Luke and that Ghetto Bass
brand new that'll make you shout For you, and you, and all to see The dopest rhymes, said by me Listin' these facts for all to know How to rock a party
Check it out y'all Ch-ch-check it-ch-check it-check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all Check it out y'all Check it-check
the city When the amps are on, they'll take no pity 'Cause Ghetto has the style that has the girls jockin' When you talk about the system, all you say
thousand deaths!" [Chorus:] Heyy! 2 Live Crew Boys with the bass! "You better know it!" [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] That's right y'all, you heard it 'cause
