Bring In The 808s

What's that, what's that sound? Rich folks worry bout hittin into the sand traps Me I keep It simple like I was spitting the handclaps Matter fact, gimme a bit of that Now add some delay, reverse it and make it slap Now on the Two and Four, gimme a couple snaps So they can hear this shit, bouncin way in the back Now we cooking with gas Now we ready to spaz Now we tipping the glass Now they shakin they ass Now we top of the class Ganesh's on the dash But wait, we forgot to bring in the 808 We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!) We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!) Listen I was always handsome, even when I had the bowl cut Coke rimmed glasses, elastic waist, so what? Yeah we all designer now, yeah we grown up I could do what I want now, y'all don't know us I'm at least top 5 of any Indian guy who ever touched a mic Without touchin a Mike And I made a little money but more I touched ya life I'm a vibe but I'll SMOKE you if you touch my wife They say "Kaly you ain't ever had a hit" That's no lie fam I was spending time tryna find out who I am Now me and UTK making jams while Shank slams Wait! We forgot to bring in the 808 We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!) We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!) Sit inside the mind of a maniac Matter fact, dive into the front seat While I go numbskull on a dumb beat Yum yum eat up other MCs Move way too fast for the frat boys and the rich girls Frosted tips, Abercrombie & Fitch girls Botox bitch looking like they do lip curls I digress, let me slow it down with the shit talk Take a pit stop Don't get mad at the white boy he wanna crip walk Brown girls born knowing how to make their hips talk But wait, they just want to hear the fuckin 808 Oooo lemme hear the 808! Oooo yeah, all I wanna do is hear a little 808 Oooo ayyy, wanna hear the 808 Ayyyy, wanna hear the 808! Livin life, I thought I saw Joe Pesci in a Rav 4 Mama said this is what I got the gift of gab for So I could paint pictures, Van Gogh with a passport And I ain't playin fuckin games, nah this ain't the App Store Nah, this is me and my posse on horseback You are just a lame, you tryna get your whore back? Me? I'm in the lay-flats, resting like I'm Snorlax I been on a run boy, I been yelling MORE LAPS Look at me Karsh, ain't these boys so lax? We go off the dome and give you just what ya soul lacks Me I'm on the battlefield, I'll fight em with my sole axe WAIT, time to cut em with that 808! What's that, what's that sound? We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!) What's that, what's that sound? We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!) What's that, what's that sound? We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!) What's that, what's that sound? We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!)