[T-Pain whispering] Feel good baby? Turn the lights off... turn the TV off... STOP. Don't do that... [T-Pain] We're in the bed and we both know what
Översättning: T-Pain. Låt att Bass Drop.
the ball to drop That 2000 vault, we breakin' the lock Let hip-hop keep blazin' the charts May the past keep a warm spot in your heart May the future hold more joy than pain
Mercedes 600 But he wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't But he wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't (Chorus til fade)
you gets no promotion, that ass is gone In the studio, all day puttin' in work Hoes didn't give a fuck and man, that shit hurts Used and abused, no pain
Line Backers Pussy Fat Wit Fine Asses In The Back Wit Lines Asking Who Dat On That New Track Wit That Rap Reclined Backwards I Knew That It Was You But Matta Fact Don't
and the bass was shaking And it won't be long 'til everybody knows That Milo's on the beat box, knowing that Milo's on the beat box Knowing that Milo
barkin thats that boy Bird, rock 73rd letem boys know we goin fed, what ya heard got that Lil Three, and that mans off that Botany got that boy Joe thinkin
, or ah vision, that you played a major part in ah killin. Tha man you murdered, let's say, for instance had a sickness and you didn't pull da trigger
blurred or slurred The preferred is absurd, all the damage that's occurred As I break MC's like a lumberjack Ain't no comin' back, you can't get none of that
Wreckin shop, when I drop these lyrics that'll make you call the cops Don't you dare stare, you betta move Don't ever compare Me to the rest that'll
can't protect a paid off defect Check the record An reckon an intentional wreck Played off as some intellect Made the call, took the fall Broke the laws Not my fault that
pain that I can be tamed Talkin' 'bout guns, punk, it don't alarm me Got enough cash to make a whole damn army I can't hold back the way that I feel '
and the one earth papa So don't tell a man that he cant come here, cause he got brown eyes and a wavy kind of hair And don't tell a woman that she cant
boy barkin thats that boy Bird, rock 73rd letem boys know we goin fed, what ya heard got that Lil Three, and that mans off that Botany got that boy Joe
going drop it to drop it topic to topic yo are you ready for the drop (yeah) then drop it Chorus: drop the needle drop the needle drop the needle
yo [Verse 1] I got more bass than a little bit Game don't quit, my clique got a gang of them chips And it don't stop, cause a brother went pop And
