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Boom - текст песни



Boom


Yo bloodhound gang and rob van winkle together on this track





Stop as we drop this bomb


Blow up this place like another vietnam


Heavy like a tyson blow to the dome


Back up son give me room give me room


To set it off like this don’t give it up


I’m all up in you till you just can’t get enough


Real hard to the bone you want more


I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door


Phat flavor for your brain you know the time


So check the wrath it’s for real I’m gonna get mine


Roll up on you like eastwood


Blowing up fifteens as I’m riding through your neighborhood


I spreads butter like parkay


Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay


Do what you feel and check the skill


I’m in your grill peep this I got the raw deal


In your jeep cherokee or land cruiser


When you’re rolling through the hood you want use a


Track like this all up in your eardrum


So check the e.q. and let them speakers hum


And gets crazy like prozac


Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack


Round one round two knock out


Straight to your head like my round never lights out





Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee


Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a





Jimmy jimmy y’all jimmy damn jimmy yea


Gimme the mic rob so I can take it away


Got more lines than the welfare office


Are you upset you’ll never get to be as clever as this?


Spreadin’ quicker than your mom have a feel but don’t cop it


Yea I stole your beat but that’s cause you dropped it


Crude as oil unrefined but slick


I’m gonna get you from behind like a gay convict


Cause my name ain’t quasimodo but I still got a hunch


That like the jim jones cult I’ll take you out with one punch


You’re spiro agnew and I’m the dick you answer to


Your sweating like a watermelon at a baptist bar-b-que


Sneaking up like celery yeah I’m stalking


I squeak like stephen hawkins yeah but I’m walkin’


Nose to ground so this bloodhound will sniff and follow it


I hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it


Screaming like a mimi when you see me coming near you


Like a kenny loggins’ record no one’s ever gonna hear you


Like a game of hide and seek it’s all over if I see ya


Cause your yellower than tinkle and you’ll be running like diarrhea





Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee


Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a





These lyrics were stripped of their dignity from the bloodhound gang website because that’s the bloodhound gang wayrock on.



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