Slug - Boom lyrics

The Grouch: Ba** in the track and the trunk roll slap Seats leaned back Man the beat's so fat it goes boom Baby kinda fly with them big big thighs All you tryin to do is get her back to the room And go boom Make it slump, make it bounce Make it pound, pound it out If you really go hard you know Just really how hard you go Slug: As a youth, I used to roll a station wagon With bad suspension, the tail was draggin It didn't have a system either So I filled the back with a bunch of house speakers Felt like a champion The windows rattlin Rusted paint, wood panel and It didn't matter I was still the man to them I always had the dopest tapes Crunchy highs, distorted ba** Hit the schools, with my fools Ante up to get a pack of Kools Kept the jams in a paper bag MC Sham, and Ultra Mag It's Critical Beat Down Girl put your seat down About to turn up the heat now You can ride shotgun till the cops come Jump trunk jack ain't a problem Hit the spot and make the ballers laugh But now they all ask for my autograph And now I gotta better whip But my system's still on some retro sh** Still stuck in the days of old To turn up the ba** in that stock stereo it goes... (Hook) Eligh: Boom, everlasting ba** Crack your window wipers need some masking tape Never been one to run the beat it gives me juice When I'm rolling down the block You know it get me loose it goes boom And it's shakin down my spine I'm breakin down my penmanship My love and frequency's divine so make room When I grab the microphone I'm havin fun so get my point If you goin hate then get the f** out of my room Cause my tune goes slap Amp Live create make the boom go bap Simplify speech keep it blue and black So you and I can travel to the moon and back Cause he and E been doin this here for many a year No way to tally up all the fear and all the tears No way to rally growth without lookin in the mirror Don't need a beer I got my fade right here it goes boom And I like the way it feels Get em out their panties without takin off the heels Then get her off her man it might could take a little sk** But I'm not the one to chase a b**h to guard my grill I'd rather chill, cause I'm a grown a** man Might look 21 but I'm a grown a** man Used to live in a hole that's where I made my first grand And ever since then, I keep my slump up in my trunk it goes.. (Hook) Eligh: Tell me what it takes to jump and dont land Bakin my cakes with ba** no coke and Hit you high like my fly ba** from France From another planet can you understand? The Grouch: Blow the speakers Blow her back out Just playin, ain't sayin I'm goin act out Not a grouch really, I'm a gentleman I'm a homebody, I'm a simpleton I'm a pimp my pen until the earth burns Got hooks and lines, but I'm not an earthworm k** the stereo types in the stereo I'm a hero to tikes I'm your nephew's idol my rap's his Bible Act like a black light acknowledge my glow We keep the ba** low, like Geico And watch the place go dumb but I don't I can feel my face I'm conscious I go hard though the grind is monstrous Big bars, how far not on sh** Sell it to the kids they want this