Testo My Sub Pt. 3 - Big K.R.I.T.
Testo della canzone My Sub Pt. 3 (Big K.R.I.T.), tratta dall'album Cadillactica
Two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens, fifteens
I got two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens and I'm knockin' on these hoe
Big bang hoe, big bang hoe
Big bang hoe, I got two fifteens
Big bang hoe, big bang hoe
Big bang hoe, I got two fifteens
This is how it all started way back (way back, way back)
First the boomin' voice, then the bass crack (808)
And that's when we first started fire (started fire)
'Cause the speakers wasn't grounded, and he fried all the wires
But he thought about the thump from the jump (from the jump)
Took it out the bat cave, and he threw it in the trunk (trunk)
And that's evolution for you peeps (for you peeps)
Like this is how I'm supposed to get freaks (808)
Hoes can't twerk to the high hat, never (never)
Cranking up the knob 'til he broke off the lever (lever)
Subbin' on these hoes, give a fuck about the treble
He could barely feel his face, but he hit 'em with the bass like
Two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens, fifteens
I got two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens and I'm knockin' on these hoe (oh)
Big bang hoe (oh), big bang hoe (oh)
Big bang hoe (oh), I got two fifteens (oh, oh, oh)
Big bang hoe (oh), big bang hoe (oh)
Big bang hoe (oh), I got two fifteens (uh) (oh, oh)
Now this is how it all started way back (way back)
Your neighbor, neighbor, neighbor, neighbor's hate that (808)
Basin' through my city like a junkie beat (junkie beat)
With my trunk talking to you, bitch, you better speak (808)
Pull up to the club and I kill shit (kill shit)
Bitch, you gotta be dead not to feel this (808)
My cousin passes Alpines to me (to me)
Like this is how you're supposed to get freaks (808) (oh)
Hoes can't twerk (oh) to the high hat, never (never) (oh)
Crankin' up the knob 'til he broke off the lever (oh, oh, oh)
Subbin' on these hoes (oh), give a fuck about the treble (oh)
I could barely feel my face, but he hit 'em with the bass like (oh, oh, oh)
Two fifteen, fifteen
Two fifteen, fifteen
I got two fifteen, fifteen
Two fifteens and I'm knockin' on these hoe (oh)
Big bang hoe (oh), big bang hoe (oh)
Big bang hoe (oh), I got two fifteen (oh, oh, oh)
Big bang hoe (oh), big bang hoe (oh)
Big bang hoe (oh), I got two fifteen (oh, oh, oh)
(Two fifteens, two fifteens, two fifteens)
Uh now this ain't your ordinary subwoofer
Knocking down the pictures off the wall (wall)
I keep it crackin' in my trunk (trunk)
Destroy your whole hood with that thump (thump)
That's if you want it like that player (player)
Vibrate in my crooked all the way to Himalayas
Pandora box and custom-made it
Sonic boom and Jackson stated
My trunk not like Jehovah Witness
I made it like haters, had to play it
It's a really good fuckin' speaker, do I have to say it? (Have to say it)
It took me a year and some change just to calibrate it
Ain't nobody gonna stop this sub that I got in my trunk today
Crank it to the max 'til the windows start to crack
And the fuck boy law give chase
Man, hol' up, I've been bassin' since bass been bass
The knob keep breaking and the swangers keep scraping
With these two fifteens wrecking shop all day
I'm bound to wake the block always
Big bang
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Writer(s): Justin Lewis Scott
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