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Bomb The Bass

Hey, people out there, not to go home yet I wanna see those moves, I wanna see those steps Until that, when you perform, others are torn And that's a

soft as a peach Claimin the G of all G's Please, I come blowin through like the breeze Sittin on threes Post it, Coastin mashing down Pacific Coast and The bomb

hell if I know. Do I want leather seats or vinyl? Decisions, decision Garage looks like precision collision. Or maico beats quake like Waco Just keep the bass

Now ask yourself, who’s stupid? I take funky funky beats and I loop it And pimp slap you in the face with the bass And the boom from the bomb that I

nothing than I won't Just don't say nothing Just don't say nothing Just don't say nothing Just don't say nothing Go ahead adjust the balance and the bass

... right now she ready to spit if she could swallow her pride then she swallow on this . i tell her hop up inside that murcielago, hit the radio and *pump that bass

Chorus 1: I love to beat the big bass drum, A-rum-te-tum-te-tum-de-dum. I'd be as happy as they come, If I could beat the big bass drum. They tell me

ass? Meanwhile I shakin' make 'em sing, sing With the bass, with the bomb, with the bomb On the floor, in the rave With the bomb, with the bomb On the floor in the pocket with the bass

Bass lines in as anything fast Humpin' on my leg, yo I'm on my fuckin' glass Makin' money last, hide it in a flask Sound of a bomb blast, throw it in tha bag Bass