1. Doom Boom

Forget about the party shit's in Kalamazoo

And I don't feel like driving any more than you do

We gotta house party over here in the place

With all the local honey drippin up in my face

Me gotta female growin up in my room

It's gotta big tail and it's ready to boom boom

What's that sweet smell in the air

Y'all gone crazy up in here 



Fauna on the corner glowin low on the street

Me big ol head bounce sitting back wit da beat and

I keep my head down and I never repeat upon the

Same route where they're beatin their feet

Chocolate on a stick fuzzy wuzzy want it thick

Not like crack heads when they suckin on a dick

Baby I'm a git you higher

Big bricks'z No tricks'z 



Pre Chorus

Hey money low money blow money show money

Hey money grip zoom yo money grip zoom baroom

Hey baby bop zip dit dit dit dit dit 



Chorus

Wo Wo Wo Wo yea

Crank it up when you're suckin on a stick of doom boom

Wo Wo Wo Wo yea ah yea yea

Wo yea

Crank it up when you're suckin on a stick of doom boom boom

Wo like yea yea

Crank it up

Whoap Whoap 



Everybody talk but they ain't makin no sense

They say, "igabagawannatagadoobiedadenz"

I'm like what the fuck you sayin man??

Listen to the music there ain't nobody playin

Me thinking that the chronic went and frizzled my brain

Me thinking that the cheeba spray painted the pain betta

Cool out, get back get wit it

Chill like the pill with the mellow in it

Giggle like a fool fall asleep in the truck

All you can eat Chinese eight bucks

Me and everybody's headin' up to da strip

Wanna party ladi-dadi money up in da grip

Big Daddy got the Big Daddy grin on his face

Blew up the YZ first leg of the race

Baby I'm a git you higher

Big bricks'z No tricks'z 



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