1.Cell Phone
Lyricist：Dwight Farrell, Mc Divinity, Victor Wooten
Well I just got paid, it's Friday night
Feeling real good weekend in sight
Got a new phone, a new belt clip
Attached to my hip even got the chip
Now everyone can get touch with me
I got seven hundred minutes and weekends free
They even threw in an extra battery
So I can keep in touch with my family
Now everybody's is all in my mix
I had to go and learn all the cell phone tricks
When someone tries to talk to me I just act like
I'm talking on the phone you see
My signals weak, my battery's dead
It must be true, that's what I said
But if I ever get stranded I'm never alone
What would I do without my cell phone？
You gave me your number and I said I'd call
You said, wuz cool, no the type to bawl
You said you only used it for important calls
But you didn't pick up and I know you saw
My name, my number pop up on your screen
But you didn't pick up, yo, what that mean？
It don't mean nuthin', it ain't like that
Girl, you know I was gonna call you back
Aw man, stop playin', I heart what your sayin'
And I ain't trying to heat that jive
I bet you got girls calling from around the world
Boy, and you know that's faul
Hello! Can you hear me now？
I know you can hear me, can you hear me now？
Don't play me like that, can you hear me now？
What would I do without my cell phone？
Alright, let's see if I can dial this number and check my
messages
You have fifteen new voice messages fifteen messages
I just got this phone, hey Vic, this is Kashif, what？ Forget
that
Mr. Wooten, this is Mr. Able with S＆L Collection, collection？
Victor, where have you been？ I've been waiting for you to call
me back
Yeah, Jimmy, now I got these hogs out here need 'tend to
Jimmy？ Who is that？ Gotta go gotta go
Ear piece, rough foam cheesy ring tones
Is it convenient or is it lost freedom？
The worst yet GPS mess, text message meet for Tex Mex
Nuclear soul studies have shown sixty nine cent if roam at home
Front screen cracked the phone's his dome
Call restricted ignore the phone ＊82 don't get me heated
Count ,I need Vic's number, the life that's led is the path
that's paved
Message from my kids equals, first day flip phone second
concaved
New car charger pleather, leather case
You ever in your life spent time on the road
Tell me Vic What would I do without my cell phone？
See there it goes again I'm way up in the sticks
Trying to get to Vic's for six
She's starting to get sick another dropped call
This bad reception leaves the wrong impression
The phone rings again guess who？ No guess again
Can you hear me now？ No？ Then send a text
Cruisin' down the highway I wonder where the exit is
Before I get off, I send check the messages
Yo pick up the phone, you know who this is
And don't be trying to give me none of that
Can you hear me now？
What would I do without my cell phone？
And ye, tho I walk through the valley of the shadow of cell
I will fear no dial tone for thou art with me
Thy voice mail and thy call waiting, they comfort me
2.Bass Tribute
Lyricist：Joseph Wooten, Victor Wooten
You gotta have somethin' on the bottom if you want have a band
Gotta have a strong foundation if you gonna make a stand
The bass is the center solid as a rock
When you're body starts moving you know you just can't stop
It's played with the soul not just with the hands
By the best bassplayers in the land
When the bass starts thumpin' sho' 'nuff hits the spot
And I hope it never stops
Stanley Clarke, I tip my hat to you
Jaco Pastorius, you know I love you too
Larry Graham, thank you for all you do
Thumpin' just thumpin' on the bass, just thumpin' on the bass
Auh yeah, I'm just thumpin' on the bass
Bass players used to be the one standin' in the back
When Jaco played, 'Donna Lee', it sho' changed that
When I first saw Stanley Clarke, my jaw hit the floor
Auh, Bootsy Collins playin' sex machine baby, just give me some
mo'
Larry Graham, thank you man, for play that thumb
Louis Johnson and Marcus Miller, you gotta give them some
Anthony Jackson, Paul McCartney, Chunk Rainey, Willie Weeks
I wanna thank you all for makin' a speak
Bootsy Collins, I tip my hat to you
Marcus Miller, you know I love you too
James Jamerson, thank you for all you do
Thumpin' just thumpin' on the bass, just thumpin' on the bass
Auh yeah, I'm just thumpin' on the bass
The bass, the bottom, low down funky nasty
How low can you go, bassline, the bassment？ Oh yeah
What would Stanley say if he were here today？
What would Jaco say if he were here today？
What would Larry say if he were here today？
What would Bootsy say if he were here today？
What would Marcus say if he were here today？
What would Rocco say if he were here today？
Anthony Jackson, Willie Weeks
Ray Brown, Robert Wilson
Stanley Clarke, I tip my hat to you
Jaco Pastorius, you know I love you too
Larry Graham, thank you for all you do
Everyone, I owe it all to you
And to all the other masters of the low-end
Thanks for doin' what you do
We love you and we haven't forgotten
3.Victa
Lyricist：Bootsy Collins, Joseph Wooten, Victor Wooten
Yeah, I think it's about that time, baby
My name is Victa and I'm a winner
And I know what I'm talking about
And just 'cause I come out on top
Don't mean I'm leaving you out
Oh yes, I'm a tricksta but not a sinner
And you may not agree
Before you start to criticize
Are you talking 'bout you or me？
'Cause I'm your brother, your friend
I'm so much a part of you
To be the Victor, deal with who you are
Before you worry about what to do
I'm right here with ya, not against ya
It may look like deceit
But I am always on your side
Even when we compete, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, it's not always the answer
All you have to do is pay
When you understand the message
Then you have the right to say
My name is Victa
And I'm so finger funking good
You could never wash off this funk debris
Even if you could
My name is Victa
And I encourage you to learn how he plays
'Cause in practice there is a perfection
Now tell them what I say, my name is
And for all you players out there
I want you to pull up a chair
And sit down somewhere
My name is, I ain't gonna say it
It's already on your mind
Some may call it bragging
But I ain't got the time
I am coming to get ya
I'm sneaking up from behind
Don't worry, just a little bit more to say
May have to wait till tomorrow, it ain't gonna be today
I'm gonna tell my story, I don't know where to begin
The one thing that I know for sure, the Victor always wins
Ain't no worrying tomorrow
You just take care of today
And there's nothing left to borrow
Then you have the right to say
My name is Victa
And I'm playing like a player plays
My name is Victa
And I'm playing like a player plays
My name is
Ah, the name is Buddha, baby
Yeah, just put your hands right here
While I whisper in your ear
And just in case you didn't know
I'm here to tell you something
Let me hear you say play, Victa, play
Come on, come on, come on
My name is
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Victa, yeah, yeah, yeah
My name is Victa
And I'm so finger funking good
You could never wash off this funk debris
Even if you could
My name is Victa
And I encourage you to learn how he plays
'Cause in practice there is a perfection
Now tell them what I say, my name is
Oh yeah, bobble, boot-rappafella here
For all the encouraging minds that wanna know
We're bringing you the real deal and not the deal-doe
Galactic isolation
Paranormal observation
Miscalculated calculations
Hey Victor, it's obvious
They are not paying attention
His name is Victa
We'll see him on the back side
4.Me And My Bass Guitar
Lyricist：Victor Lemonte Wooten
My name is Vic, I'm gonna do a lil' trick
I'm gonna play my bass without usin' a pick
Travel round the world and back again
Just takin' my bass out for a spin
If you know what I'm sayin'
And if you ever lookin' for me, I don't go too far
'Cuz if you really wanna find me
You know where I are
With me and my bass guitar, you say it
Me and my bass guitar, that's right
You see I try to eat right, take care of my health
Set myself up, don't upset myself
'Cuz I improvise call and add lib
And if you ever come to my house
I'll tell you what you see, a house full of nothin'
Just my four strings and me
And if you ever lookin' for me, I don't go too far
'Cuz if you really wanna find me
You know where I are
With me and my bass guitar, yeah, you say it now
Me and my bass guitar, that's right
Get up off of that funk, get up off of that, uh
(Yeah)
Get up off of that funk, get up off of that, uh
Get up off of that funk, get up off of that, uh
Get up off of that funk, get up off of that, uh
Yo Vic, do that, uh, do that yeah
Me and my bass guitar, thats right
Just my four strings and me
Me and my bass guitar
If you lookin' for me, you know where I am
Just me and my bass guitar, yep that's right
Me and my bass guitar, hate to leave ya but I got to go
Me and my bass guitar got to go
Me and my bass guitar, me and my bass guitar
We're really havin' fun now, me and my bass guitar
Me and my bass guitar, that's right
That's right, yeah, turn it back up, turn it back up
We still goin', don't turn it down
A jigga bug, a jigga bug, a jig, jig, jigga bug
A jigga bug, a jigga bug, a jig, jig, jigga bug, yeeha
Got my complexion goin' in my direction
What you call me？ Cutthroat, minor note
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