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Big K.R.I.T.

My Sub Pt. 3 (Big Bang)

 

My Sub Pt. 3 (Big Bang)

(album: Cadillactica - 2014)


[Hook:]
Two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens, fifteens
I got two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens and I'm knocking on these ho
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens

[Verse 1:]
This is how it all started way back
First the booming voice then the bass crack, 808
And that's when we first started fire
Cause the speakers wasn't grounded and he fried all the wires
But he thought about the thump from the jump
Took it out the bat cave and he threw it in the trunk
And that's evolution for you peeps
Like this is how I'm supposed to get freaks, 808

[Pre-Hook:]
Hoes can't twerk to the high hat, never
Cranking up the knob till he broke off the lever
Subbing on these hoes, give a fuck about the treble
He could barely feel his face but he hit 'em with the bass like

[Hook:]
Two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens, fifteens
I got two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens and I'm knocking on these ho
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens

[Verse 2:]
Now this is how it all started way back
Your neighbor, neighbor, neighbor, neighbor's hate that
Basing through my city like a junkie beat
With my trunk talking to you, bitch you better speak
Pull up to the club and I kill shit
Bitch you gotta be dead not to feel this, 808
My cousin passes Alpines to me
Like this is how you supposed to get freaks, 808

[Pre-Hook:]
Hoes can't twerk to the high hat, never
Cranking up the knob till he broke off the lever
Subbing on these hoes, give a fuck about the treble
He could barely feel his face but he hit 'em with the bass like

[Hook:]
Two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens, fifteens
I got two fifteens, fifteens
Two fifteens and I'm knocking on these ho
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens
Big bang ho, big bang ho
Big bang ho, I got two fifteens

[Verse 3:]
No this ain't you're ordinary subwoofer no
Knocking down the pictures off the wall
I keep it cracking in my trunk
Destroy your whole hood with that thump
That's if you want it like that 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 fucking speaker do I have to say it?
It took me a year and some change just to calibrate it

[Outro:]
Ain't nobody gonna stop this sub that I got in my trunk today
Crank it to the max till the windows start to crack
And the fuck boy law give chase
Man hol' up I've been bassing 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

done

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