The Boomin' System

(الألبوم: Mama Said Knock You Out - 1990)

Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumping
Yeah, aight, but we need a beat that they can front to
Oh, that'll work, be funky, you know what I'm sayin'?
Cars ride by with the booming systems
Cars ride by—
Cars ride by with the booming systems (Funky)
Cars ride by— (For all the cars out there and all the brothers)
Cars ride by with the booming systems (That like to front in their rides)
Cars ride by— (Check it out)

You know it's funky, funky, funky 'cause you heard it from here, see
A jam that you love that don't be getting no airplay
Strictly for fronting when you're riding around
Twelve o'clock at night with your windows down
Headlights blinking 'cause your batteries drain
Armor All on your tires and a big gold chain
Parking outside of all the hip-hop spots
Push the EQ and play connect the dots
Leaning to the side, people everywhere
The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare
Big beats bumping with the bass in back
All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack
'Cause they don't understand why I act this way
Pumping up the funky beat until the break of day
It's because I want attention when I'm riding by
And the girls be on my jock 'cause my system's fly

Cars ride by with the booming systems
Cars ride by with the booming systems (All up at dawn)
Cars ride by with the booming systems (Just frontin')
Cars ride by with the booming systems

Girlies wanna ride with a brother like me
'Cause they be hear me getting funky frequently
They tell me don't drink and drive, I say, "What is this?
Mind your business"
Then pass it around
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbing my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm fronting and I don't care if you know
The back seat of my car is like a disco show
You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone
Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne?
Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top
Cruise, it's three o'clock
The girlies, they smile, they see me coming
I'm steady humming, I got the "Funky Drummer" drumming
My trunk be shaking, vibrating and rattling
Pumping so loud, all the shorties be babbling
My right-hand man's here without the swing
Every chance I get I'm showing off my rings
I can keep it up until the break of dawn
'Cause I'm fronting in my ride and my word is bond

Cars ride by with the booming systems (Fronting, you know what I mean?)
Cars ride by—
Cars ride by with the booming systems
Cars ride by—

Sunroof open so I can feel the wind blow
I don't give a damn if it cracks my back window
C to the O to the O to the L to the I to the N
To the F to the R to the O to the N to the T to the I to the N
That means I'm chilling
Like Spoonie Gee said, my seats are soft like a bed
They recline way back, so I can get real cozy
I got the gangster tapes in the place
Like a basehead would say, I want bass
I want a hit, I want a dose
You're rolling up smiling, but you can't come close
'Cause my system is pumping loud
Like Rakim said, I wanna move the crowd
I warm it up with Kane, fight the power with PE
Tell the cops, "You gots to chill" with EPMD
This is something devastating that'll break your trunk
And remember, Uncle L is like the future of the funk

Cars ride by with the booming systems (Yeah, that's frontin')
Cars ride by—
Cars ride by with the booming systems (You know what I'm sayin'?)
Cars ride by— (So next time you're in your ride pumping it up)
Cars ride by with the booming systems (Just remember)
Cars ride by— (It's cool)
Cars ride by with the booming systems
Cars ride by— (Peace)