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It's so good to have you back To provide us all with that bass Especially after you finish cookin' that bass I always been a hungry nigga The type to set a whole entire country into a frenzy hold up Whatever niggas wanna do, niggas wanna try Fuck it, I'm better than the best of them King Kong and Godzilla mixed up together While I'm blessing them It's wrong for niggas to mix us together Cus I'm better than every fucking body You should remember that I never been lesser Always fresher I'm upgrade and bitch constantly mutilating foes And outshining their favorite Probably boost the ratings while I'm changing and rearranging the climate I'm the fucking pilot Silence, I'm so amazing and so spectacular The way I sparkle like fireworks then I cause a massacre And make you feel how the fire hurts See the dungeon dragon has returned RAWRRR, look Then I come one after the other then BLAOWW, before the hook Then I see how the people's amazed and astonished by what I do Cause I see how the heater just blaze and I tarnish up other dudes Then I see what I feed to make niggas just WOWW when I'm coming through Indeed I plant a seed that'll make 'em DROWNN when they get the news That yes I am the best and unless you could replace Cause I only deal with facts and the truth is in your face I got bass (coke) Every line is (dope) The type of shit that make 'em feign and had 'em thirsty to (smoke) I got a funky fresh (car) And a funky fresh (broad) I'm a funky fresh (star) And I'm up to (par) You see the trunk got bass Yeah the pots got bass All the niggas on the block they be dealin' that bass You see the trunk got bass I flood the hood with the bass I'm bringin' the sprinklers out Even when there's a drought I got bass I got bass I got bass I got bass This should be soundin' like a thousand mosquitoes buzzing like hmhmmmhmmhmhmhm I got you niggas buggin' like fucking zombies is coming And dumbing and losing it Got a fucking army that's gunnin' and running for rulership I'm in a fucking party with something that's stunning' and cute as shit I don't play with none of you dummies Who the fuck is you foolin' with Then I count and sum up my money Niggas know how I do this shit Then I bounce and I run through the country Then I come with a slew of hits that'll massacre the planet Obliviating the earth And diabolically smashing everything for whatever it's worth It's Busta Rhymes godfather beast boy emperor This rap shit coming to get the bread Gimmie my cash, quick so that I can be malice You niggas now running telling do it So I can reblanket the town with the epidemic I got a flow that cause cancers Better call up the paramedics And it'll complicate blood circulation in diabetics A lot of hateful niggas try to put my pockets on diuretics But NAHH we don't allow them things You and your mans can get it as you complicate the flow To full drive when I feed my pushers then Spit a dart like natives livin' in bushes I got bass (coke) Every line is (dope) The type of shit that make 'em feign and had 'em thirsty to (smoke) I got a funky fresh (car) And a funky fresh (broad) I'm a funky fresh (star) And I'm up to (par) You see the trunk got bass Yeah the pots got bass All the niggas on the block they be dealin' that bass You see the trunk got bass I flood the hood with the bass I'm bringin' the sprinklers out Even when there's a drought I got bass I got bass I got bass I got bass |
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