7.For Those Of Y'all Who Wear Fannie Packs
I'm gonna step on your finger.
Damn! It's ok, I can play with one hand see？
Sounds good.
Oh, goddamn, I said oh, goddamn, fucking goddamn. goddamn.
Woah! oh, goddamn. fucking goddamn. oh, goddamn. oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool. Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool. Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool. Oh, goddamn.
Shit, yeah it's cool. Oh, goddamn.
Oh goddamn. Play it on the radio.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Shit, yeah it's cool.
Oh, goddamn. Come here one time, what's up y'all.
I got this fucking rim going on out here.
I'm gonna give a shout out to my home boy back in LA.
Wussup boy？ Wussup yo？ Come on. Oh, goddamn.
Yo this goes out to my home boy Tre, going on in Chapel Hill.
Yeah shouts out as AKA known as Roadie Killer.
The off set it.
The off set it.
The off set it.
The off set it.
Yo shouts out to my manager man, Al Wolmark, known as aka, you
pride of motherfucker.
See easy.
See easy.
See easy.
Bring in the bass, yo! Damn.
Yeah and I thought that's how you felt about the motherfucker
I thought thats how you felt.
Yeah Sledge, bring in the bass.
Yeah.
For those of y'all that wear fanny packs, yah come on.
For those of y'all that wear fannie packs and ponytails, come
on.
For those of y'all that wear fannie packs and ponytails, I got
the fuckin on.
Yeah my boy Sledge on the bass in your face.
My boy Ben on the piano comin in.
Let him in, let him in. Yeah.
Let my boy Ben in. Alright. Yeah.
Hey D! Hey D! Yo, wassup？
Oh, goddamn.
You gonna let me in D？
Oh, godamn Wassup？
Yo, let that piano solo in.
Let me in! Let me in! Goddamn!
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, ah.
I been around your mother.
Iv'e seen things happen. I don't my singing and I don't mind
rapping.
Like I could find another hundred ways to get my kicks.
Goddamn, you got me in some fucking shit.
Yeah, I said--for those of y'all with fannie packs
This song's coming out, it's coming at ya!
I wanna borrow an Alan wrench,
I wanna borrow some duct tape,
I wanna borrow a mic cable.
Bass in your face, Ugh!
Bass in your face, Ugh!
Bass in your face, Ugh!
Bass in your face, Ugh!
Yo G, see in.
Alright, let's break it, break it, break it down.
We're gonna break this shit on down？
Gimme some bass.
Aaah-aww, that pretty good, Bring this shit in!
Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!
Oh goddamn!
Shit, yeah it's cool
Shit, yeah it's cool
Shit, yeah it's cool
Shit, yeah it's cool
See, motherfuckers.
Play that soul, man.
Play that tasty, tasty high hat word.
Oh, I'm gonna bring that tasty high work I'm gonna bring thats
shit in.
I wanna taste it, man.
Right now!
Ha, ha, ha!
Ha, ha, ha!
Ha, ha, ha!
Ha, ha, ha!
Yo, this sound goes out to my main man at the point in Atlanta.
Wussup, G？ Gimme my fucking monitor man, Bernie.
I'm sorry, I can't give you any more monitor than that.
It won't go any higher than that because the transistors, the
resistors, they won't go any higher!
Yo, yo-eh! Alright, yo, take this motherfucker out with a piano
solo.
Goddamn--ugh!
Ugh, goddamn. Alright. Turn that shit out. 1, 2, 3, 4!
Ugh!
Ha ha ha!
I hoped you taped that!
Thats our next single.
Oh, they left.
They gave up.
'These guys are fucking idiots.'
That sucked!
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