Biting, what you wanna be me for? It's your life, you wish it was a Too Short rap But you gots no game, and your bass ain't fat You need to quit, rapping
still burnin and I'm smokin' I was on my way to San Jose To the stero shop that make my music play Cause one amp shut down and the bass ain't playin
eyes as you ride, right out your socks Double, lose his mind as he grind in the tunnel Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle Nasty girl don't pass
pour you a cup Till your head to the back and get fucked up Pass the weesha baby sittin' now smoke too let me hit it Puff puff puff pass with your hoggin
No ass, bitch, no backstage bass No ass, bitch, no backstage pass You say, "No ass, bitch, no backstage pass" No ass, bitch, no backstage pass Head
Friday Friday Ain't no sweat, give me my check, let me jet Go get fresh, look my best Better then the rest, best in the flesh Greater then lest Take you the pass
, born, born n raised (You got them boys that pass by in them old school Chevys) (Wit the top downs) Born, born n raised in the County of Dade (Bass that
You know what I am You know what I do well at least I thought you knew They call me Pusha Damn I take you like a slap in the face Every time the bass
without friction, Jump in to beef, both feet first, Make foes eat their words, And sit and watch 'em swallow their own dick(tion) (RIFF) TINIE TEMPAH: Uh, Ishi distort that bass
gotta keep in touch if you wanna be my lady Like finders keepers, loosers beepers Cellular phones, metergrams and beepers All around my waist with the boomin bass
day Tonight, I'm gonna take it- life Grab the world and put it on hold Relax my body and rest my soul Feel the vibe surrounding me Feel the bass
Julio G he's down with us Sway and King Tech are down with us Makin' funky music is a must I'm #1 People still takin' rappin' for a joke A passing hope
nose Back into the game and they know Rap will never be the same as before Bashin' in the brains of these hoes And establishin' a name as he goes The passion
duty Check two fresh and fruity Sweet like candy ass Make a pass for the booty I fantasize interludes When I'm in the mood See me in the nude No time to rewind When the bass
Mad Cuz You Got More Rides Than The State Fair Terrified I Can't Lie Boy I Stay Scared So I Keep A Lotta Toys Like A Day Care Hold The Shotty Like A Bass
afford Moet, then drink Bicardi Cause it's all the same there is no shame I'm a sit back, relax, grab a girl, and kick game And Dre pass the fifth, and
than that The Mothership connection and the rest of the pack But think back, when Bootsy's Rubber Band hit the stage With the star-shaped bass, he'd
Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah) Uhraah! Bass! Ooh White, White Ooh White, White Ooh White, White (Ooh White Lines) Vision dreams of passion (Blowin' through