Chanel West Coast - Bass in the Trunk lyrics
[Chanel West Coast - Bass in the Trunk lyrics]
Bass in the fucking trunk, bitch
Get the fuck outta here
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b
I'm 'bout to hit you like an 808
(bass, bass, bass)
Motherfuckers stackin' plenty cake
(cake, cake, cake)
I'm eatin' good over here they want a
(plate, plate, plate)
I'm married to the game, you chicks is on a
(date, date, date)
Gonna flip it on 'em, iPhone
Crazy on 'em, psycho burn up on 'em, pyro
Fattest blunts, lypo
Fuck it, I ain't lyin' for
Hit it hardy, Geico london down to Cairo
Scream my name like Michael
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b
Lemme drop it down for a minute
Motherfucker, I been in it
West Coast, we the toast
Can't see this, windows tinted
Can't stop, did the biggest
Young Money, we the business (Young Money)
Y'all short, fuckin' midgets
Clear coat flights, I get it
Yeah that mean, I'm flyin' private, private
On a boat, bitch, pirate, pirate (on a boat)
No sex tape, I keep it private
Too fly, bitch (too fly) i'm a pilot
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b
Bass in the trunk, ba ba bass in the trunk
Bass, bass in the trunk
Bass in the trunk, ba ba bass in the trunk
Bass, bass in the trunk
(Got that) Bass in the trunk (got that)
Ba ba bass in the trunk
(I got that) Bass, bass in the trunk
(Got that) Bass in the trunk (got that)
Ba ba bass in the trunk
(I got that) Bass, bass in the trunk
The old phantom
This be the, this be the motherfuckin' anthem
Now here's a little story I got to tell
About a bad ass bitch, your girl Chanel
It started way back in history
Now your chick, Cee Dub, YMCMB
I got a little horsey it's a Ferrari
Me in this horsey smokin' kush OG
Your dude's trynna holler but
He just too sweet need a man to light it up
In the back of the Jeep baybee!
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b
I'm coppin' Loubi's in Paris
Speedin' off in a race
Smokin' doubies with Frankie
Gettin' out of our face
Say he knew me, got at me
But he can't have a taste
Sippin' D’usse and Louis, tres, tres, tres
I'm a firefighter, bitches
Put out your flame
Make records for the Jeeps like it's '98
Ain't lookin' for no beef
But you chicks is lame
Trynna be a boss bitch like Beyoncé
Motherfucker
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b
Bass in the trunk, ba ba bass in the trunk
Bass, bass in the trunk
Bass in the trunk, ba ba bass in the trunk
Bass, bass in the trunk
(Got that) Bass in the trunk (got that)
Ba ba bass in the trunk
(I got that) Bass, bass in the trunk
(Got that) Bass in the trunk (got that)
Ba ba bass in the trunk
(I got that) Bass, bass in the trunk
The old phantom
This be the, this be the motherfuckin' anthem
Get the fuck outta here
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b
I'm 'bout to hit you like an 808
(bass, bass, bass)
Motherfuckers stackin' plenty cake
(cake, cake, cake)
I'm eatin' good over here they want a
(plate, plate, plate)
I'm married to the game, you chicks is on a
(date, date, date)
Gonna flip it on 'em, iPhone
Crazy on 'em, psycho burn up on 'em, pyro
Fattest blunts, lypo
Fuck it, I ain't lyin' for
Hit it hardy, Geico london down to Cairo
Scream my name like Michael
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b
Lemme drop it down for a minute
Motherfucker, I been in it
West Coast, we the toast
Can't see this, windows tinted
Can't stop, did the biggest
Young Money, we the business (Young Money)
Y'all short, fuckin' midgets
Clear coat flights, I get it
Yeah that mean, I'm flyin' private, private
On a boat, bitch, pirate, pirate (on a boat)
No sex tape, I keep it private
Too fly, bitch (too fly) i'm a pilot
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b
Bass in the trunk, ba ba bass in the trunk
Bass, bass in the trunk
Bass in the trunk, ba ba bass in the trunk
Bass, bass in the trunk
(Got that) Bass in the trunk (got that)
Ba ba bass in the trunk
(I got that) Bass, bass in the trunk
(Got that) Bass in the trunk (got that)
Ba ba bass in the trunk
(I got that) Bass, bass in the trunk
The old phantom
This be the, this be the motherfuckin' anthem
Now here's a little story I got to tell
About a bad ass bitch, your girl Chanel
It started way back in history
Now your chick, Cee Dub, YMCMB
I got a little horsey it's a Ferrari
Me in this horsey smokin' kush OG
Your dude's trynna holler but
He just too sweet need a man to light it up
In the back of the Jeep baybee!
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b
I'm coppin' Loubi's in Paris
Speedin' off in a race
Smokin' doubies with Frankie
Gettin' out of our face
Say he knew me, got at me
But he can't have a taste
Sippin' D’usse and Louis, tres, tres, tres
I'm a firefighter, bitches
Put out your flame
Make records for the Jeeps like it's '98
Ain't lookin' for no beef
But you chicks is lame
Trynna be a boss bitch like Beyoncé
Motherfucker
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b
Bass in the trunk, ba ba bass in the trunk
Bass, bass in the trunk
Bass in the trunk, ba ba bass in the trunk
Bass, bass in the trunk
(Got that) Bass in the trunk (got that)
Ba ba bass in the trunk
(I got that) Bass, bass in the trunk
(Got that) Bass in the trunk (got that)
Ba ba bass in the trunk
(I got that) Bass, bass in the trunk
The old phantom
This be the, this be the motherfuckin' anthem