| Bass, beating down the block
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| Gotta give the world a taste
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| My girl say she love me But the car she kinda hate
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake
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| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date?
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| 2 a.m. waking up the neighbors
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| DJ Magic Mike out the show in Vegas
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| Trunk shaking like dice out in Vegas
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| Rollin' up blunts, we rarely do papers
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| The Chevy moves gracious
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| I dance all night to the sound of the bass
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| It’s magical when I hit the Strip
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| Air bags, one press make the front dip
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| The pipes hits as the engine clicks—
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| Such a beautiful engagement
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| Blood racin' as the tires peel the pavement
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| Fishtailing blocks, smelling like latex
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| Burned rubber, hard cover when the rain hits
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| Hydroplaning, trying to make the whole frame lift
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| The king of the torque, Chevy like a small resort
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| Give a light show when I park
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| The main attraction when I back in Whole back seat filled with action
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| So no room to pack in, it’s too much-
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| Bass, beating down the block
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| Gotta give the world a taste
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| My girl say she love me But the car she kinda hate
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake
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| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date?
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| The car classic, I’m contemporary
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| My girl hate, she say it’s the one I need to marry
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| She hate to be seen, and she hate to hear me Blocks away, coming down loud
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| She thinks I’m showing out, but it’s really culture to me This how I gotta ride, how the world supposed to see me?
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| Nothin' less than the SS with racer seatin'
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| Faster cars NASCARs with the woofers beatin'
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| 6-by-9s tweeting, I know, it’s opposite of my personality
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| But something gotta speak it, you know?
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| So as you step in just leave your opinions at the door
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| Let’s ride 'til the wheels fall off, and let the speakers blow
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| As I take control of the road, sit back and ride
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| As the 20 inchers glide on them spokes
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| And we ain’t gotta talk about where we 'bout to go Recline your seat, take puffs of what I’m 'bout to roll and feel this-
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| Bass, beating down the block
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| Gotta give the world a taste
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| My girl say she love me But the car she kinda hate
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake
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| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date?
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass?
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| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song She Hates the Bass , by - Stalley. Song from the album Lincoln Way Nights, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп