Oh goddamn, I saw a goddamn
f**in' goddamn, goddamn, woah
Oh goddamn, sh**chya it's cool
Play it on the radio
Come here one time, wa**up y'all
I got this funky groove goin' on
I gotta give a shout out to my homeboy in L.A.
Wa**up boy? Wa**up y'all, come on
Yo, this goes out to my homeboy Trey
Going out in Chapel Hill
Yeah, shouts out to A.K.A. known as Roadie k**er
New York City
Yo, shouts out to my main manager man
Al Wolmark known as A.K.A. you're a bad motherf**er
C.E.C. bring in the ba**, y'all
Yeah and I thought that's how you felt about the motherf**er
Yeah I thought that's how you felt
Yeah Sledge, bring in the ba**
For those of y'all who wear fannie packs, come on
For those of y'all that wear fannie packs, come on
For those of y'all that wear fannie packs and pony tails, come on
For those of y'all that wear fannie packs
And got the pony tails come f**ing on
Yeah, my boy, Sledge on the ba** in your face
My boy, Ben on the piano coming in, let him in, let him in
Yeah, let my boy, Ben in, alright, yeah
Hey D? Hey D? Yeah, wa**up?
You gonna let me in D? Wa**up?
You gonna me in? Yo let that piano solo in
Let me in, let me in, Goddamn, yeah
You and your mother have seen things happen
I don't mind singing and I don't mind rappin'
I can find at least a hundred ways to get my sh**
I play the piano, goddamn that's some funky sh**
Yeah, I said for those of y'all who wear fannie packs
This song's coming out, it's coming attchya
I wanna borrow an allen wrench
I wanna borrow some duct tape
I wanna borrow a mic cable ba** in your face
Ba** in your face, let's break it, break it, break it down
We're gonna break this sh** down, gimme some ba**
That's pretty good bring this sh** in
Oh goddamn, sh**chya it's cool
Play that cymbal, man
Play that tasty, tasty high hat work
Yo, I'm gonna bring that tasty high hat work bring it
I'm gonna bring that sh** in, I wanna taste it, man right now
Yo, this sound goes out to my main man
At the point in Atlanta, wa**up
Gimme my f**in' monitor, man
Ernie, 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
Alright, y'all, take this motherf**er out with a piano solo
Goddamn, uh, uh goddamn
Alright, turn that sh** out
I hope you taped that, that's our next single
Oh, they've left, they gave up
These guys are f**ing idiots
That s**ed