作曲 : Werthner 1. Doom Boom Forget about the party ****t's in Kalamazoo And I don't feel like driving any more than you do We gotta house party over here in the place With all the local honey drippin up in my face Me gotta female growin up in my room It's gotta big tail and it's ready to boom boom What's that sweet smell in the air Y'all gone crazy up in here Fauna on the corner glowin low on the street Me big ol head bounce sitting back wit da beat and I keep my head down and I never repeat upon the Same route where they're beatin their feet Chocolate on a stick fuzzy wuzzy want it thick Not like crack heads when they suckin on a **** Baby I'm a git you higher Big bricks'z No tricks'z Pre Chorus Hey money low money blow money show money Hey money grip zoom yo money grip zoom baroom Hey baby bop zip dit dit dit dit dit Chorus Wo Wo Wo Wo yea Crank it up when you're suckin on a stick of doom boom Wo Wo Wo Wo yea ah yea yea Wo yea Crank it up when you're suckin on a stick of doom boom boom Wo like yea yea Crank it up Whoap Whoap Everybody talk but they ain't makin no sense They say, "igabagawannatagadoobiedadenz" I'm like what the **** you sayin man?? Listen to the music there ain't nobody playin Me thinking that the chronic went and frizzled my brain Me thinking that the cheeba spray painted the pain betta Cool out, get back get wit it Chill like the pill with the mellow in it Giggle like a fool fall asleep in the truck All you can eat Chinese eight bucks Me and everybody's headin' up to da strip Wanna party ladi-dadi money up in da grip Big Daddy got the Big Daddy grin on his face Blew up the YZ first leg of the race Baby I'm a git you higher Big bricks'z No tricks'z Repeat Pre Chorus Repeat Pre Chorus
作曲 : Werthner 1. Doom Boom Forget about the party ****t's in Kalamazoo And I don't feel like driving any more than you do We gotta house party over here in the place With all the local honey drippin up in my face Me gotta female growin up in my room It's gotta big tail and it's ready to boom boom What's that sweet smell in the air Y'all gone crazy up in here Fauna on the corner glowin low on the street Me big ol head bounce sitting back wit da beat and I keep my head down and I never repeat upon the Same route where they're beatin their feet Chocolate on a stick fuzzy wuzzy want it thick Not like crack heads when they suckin on a **** Baby I'm a git you higher Big bricks'z No tricks'z Pre Chorus Hey money low money blow money show money Hey money grip zoom yo money grip zoom baroom Hey baby bop zip dit dit dit dit dit Chorus Wo Wo Wo Wo yea Crank it up when you're suckin on a stick of doom boom Wo Wo Wo Wo yea ah yea yea Wo yea Crank it up when you're suckin on a stick of doom boom boom Wo like yea yea Crank it up Whoap Whoap Everybody talk but they ain't makin no sense They say, "igabagawannatagadoobiedadenz" I'm like what the **** you sayin man?? Listen to the music there ain't nobody playin Me thinking that the chronic went and frizzled my brain Me thinking that the cheeba spray painted the pain betta Cool out, get back get wit it Chill like the pill with the mellow in it Giggle like a fool fall asleep in the truck All you can eat Chinese eight bucks Me and everybody's headin' up to da strip Wanna party ladi-dadi money up in da grip Big Daddy got the Big Daddy grin on his face Blew up the YZ first leg of the race Baby I'm a git you higher Big bricks'z No tricks'z Repeat Pre Chorus Repeat Pre Chorus
