Boom

You know this mothafucka go hard baby Turn up that bass, bump those subs This ones an 808 anthem homie, let’s get it Uh When I drop in on the verse, make the earth quake (Earth quake) Mothafuckas all around can feel the ground shake, wait Yeah my girl she like it, and she using the back seat like a Sybian I guess I’m a chauffeur Good thing I got those weather tech floors Sopping wet, dripping she can’t take it no more So I pull over, get some backseat action and then We roll up to the club, top down, while I’m bumpin this jam Drop dead, she’s a stunna got the guys in the club jaws dropped they all fuckin want her Ha, well they better hear this if they start shit they gonna end up with a fist to the dome Hell yeah bitch you fuckin know Lights low, emotions high never want this moment here with you to die Then suddenly the song changes, you back that ass up Make me want to ditch the spot to go and get that nut Yeah baby got the bass, it goes boom boom Just like what we doin in the afterparty bathroom Luda my man you know what he said Get a lady in the streets but a freak in the bed, yeah On a mission, you know, bitch I keep winnin Call me Charlie Sheen, got that tiger blood within Let’s run it back and do it again I was just toyin with you guys, time to turn it to 10 Ayo Paint a picture in your brain These lyrics they are insane I am no longer playing I will always stay straight killing All gas, no brakes yeah This life’s too short for dwelling on mistakes You come with a problem, I’m a solver Got connections like The Godfather Everybody tries to get under you No problem, take the over Don’t let sheep poke the lion They do, they will be dyin Imagine, a fresh start, whole new world call me your Alladin (Alladin) Fame, and fortune yeah it’s all yours You ain’t no little hoe New life to the left, pacific best coast Get me on a plane from the least and I’ll be your host Model S or X, what rims? color? Midnight finish I guess Redwoods in the parks with some green Not the only tree you gonna see (Haha) Greezy bout to blow up, viral Call me Mantis Toboggan M.D. May not be Philadelphia but trust me It’s sunny enough under these palm trees Try to throw shade it won’t ever harm me Meechy and the Zombies put it best About to blast off, yeah light the place up like a Molotov Like a Molotov? Damn dude what the hell was that… What a ridiculous line, shit