[Intro: Scarface talking] oooohh, yo Vice drop this heat dog, ugh hit the bass line, yo Vice what you're doin' man straight up, ugh [Verse 1: Scarface
The Squares Will Be The Reason Niggas Not Around What It Do Penny Phones All Blue Or You Could Prolly Use A Nigga Drive Welcome To My Car Pool Yellow Lam G Shit She Double
glare Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure My clan a make me rhyme like d. banner under pressure No surprise, double disc touched
can A, gangsta lean get funky like a latrine and Lyrics scream deep into the +roots+ like ben vereen Rockin, the apple, since the mayor were (? ) I smacked double
t With way more ego than you have true talent And this is for Any white boy who thinks he knows my struggle 'Cause he listens 2Pac and his adrenaline doubles
playin old cuts, doin donuts fool) Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey Buckin my horse, giddy up, hey yo [Verse 1] I got more bass than a little
a drak warior Leadin the way im a navigator like uproar Whos that man sniper? With the TN preps and the schott jumpa White viser,the coppa red top With the deep blue
I swerve in my Cutlass Might be a bucket, I got a dick suck it Really quick bitch and get yo ass on your way S to the C double O-P with the shack dont
throw your hands up Yo it's aiight if you wanna throw your hands up You and you and you could throw your hands up Cause it's the b-double-ooh B-double
blue Your pointer sisters are just too good to be true She's got the hump Ain't talkin' bout your rump The vicious double bump Your busy front is pumpin' up my bass
t get it, then I get discouraged I gotta get a bottle of that liquid courage I take a big gulp, and my head starts zoomin' But I'm feeling good as hell, so let the bass
Howard kaylan (lead vocals) Ian underwood (woodwinds, keyboards, vocals) Aynsley dunbar (drums) Don preston (keyboards, mini-moog) Jim pons (bass, vocals
heart of everything near you Be who you are, shine like you do Aboriginal, I'm speaking directly to you Four blood quarter, third or sixteenth Rest folks, cindy folks Blue
(spoken) Biffy on the drums and Dennis, you on the bass When I count this off, ya'll give me a little Texas Playboy type rhythm, okay One, two, three
the bass knockin (hey!) So when you see us ridin (oh, oh, oh!) We call it show stoppin [Aundrea:] We sittin on 22's plus 2 Mink bucket seats, neon blue
down the glare Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure No surprise, double disc
then I get the discouraged I gotta get a bottle of that liquid courage I take a big gulp, and my head starts zoomin But I'm feeling good as hell, so let the bass
s obvious you haven't With way more ego than you have true talent Any white boy who thinks he knows my struggle Cause he listens to Pac and his adrenaline doubles