Pump the bass, bang on it, lay on it
Hang on, out the way, when they hear my take on it
Made for it, praised for it, if the kid cashed out
I'm a cash cow, pay to play, throw my weight on it
Hey hater, hate on it
Heard your compilation came with my cum-stain on it
King to the craze till the king of club came for it
Put four on the floor with your blood stain on it
Creep up on it
Big nuts on your big butt, Soul Train on it
Go and get your car keys, throw some cocaine on it
Run, spark up the place, throw the propane on it (bass line)
(Where is the bass line?)
(Dread at the controls)
Bang on it
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the...
It's dark out, the freaks came out they clothes
The outside, hot as the whole dance floor
The Upside, dope boy, waiting for me
Found love without looking for it
I'm a trill nigga
Stealing niggas bitches, stealing bitches niggas
Dealing with the sickest niggas
Diamond doberman pincher
Sluts lust, so we stuff butts till we bust nuts
Say what you want, cunt, I bring the funk like crust punks
Pumped up, some dropped but I got bumped up
Li'l, Nietzsche mother-fucker, don't get fucked up
(Can you, can you make it where I can write this over the top of that uh.... bass line?)
I'm a trill nigga
Bang on it
Throw my weight on it
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
(That the bass line?)
(Dread at the controls)
Bang on it
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the bass
Pump the...
(Four on the floor with your...)
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