doomalACE Songtext
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doomalACE Songtext
Oh yeah
We′re back with another cult classic
You know you love that Mr. Boombastic
All times fantastic, you already know
Let 'em know that I′m back on the flow like I'm Dumile
You know it's ace and I′m doing great
You niggas mad why I′m kicking on the bass
Let the drum go, I don't give a fuck ′bout no Trump, bro
Who the fuck is this though? Never fucking tiptoe
Niggas getting mad, I gotta keep the damn tempo
It's simple, music instrumental
Niggas getting mad, I swear to God you need the fent′, yo
So let 'em know what I know, it ain′t nothing
Most these niggas fronting and most these bitches bugging
It's crazy how these niggas wanna throw me with the munchkins
Like what you mean, nigga? No assumptions
When you mess with the best, best call a ref
I ain't never stop and I never do rest
What do you need?
Fuck all these niggas who ain′t after the cream
Cash rule everything around me
Most these niggas drowning
Crazy how the world is laughing, I′m so astounding
Who's that? Let ′em know I'm back with the boom bap
And swear to God very loud with that boom clack
And with that thunder sound, you know I come around
You niggas really are astounded
By the fucking way I be pounding
Crazy how these niggas getting mad ′cause I'm floundering
Floundered, I found her, I swear to God I drowned her
In the back of the lake, the shit isn′t fake
Y'all niggas be late, I give a fuck, couldn't relate
Check your deck ′cause it really be ace
Motherfucker, man, I′m really the best
I really don't stress
I′d rather take a minute just to smoke a pound of that zest
So let it go out of the booth
And let 'em know, motherfucker, man, this shit can′t compute
This
Oh yeah
The Fantastic Four are dead
And you are in time for your own demise
We′re back with another cult classic
You know you love that Mr. Boombastic
All times fantastic, you already know
Let 'em know that I′m back on the flow like I'm Dumile
You know it's ace and I′m doing great
You niggas mad why I′m kicking on the bass
Let the drum go, I don't give a fuck ′bout no Trump, bro
Who the fuck is this though? Never fucking tiptoe
Niggas getting mad, I gotta keep the damn tempo
It's simple, music instrumental
Niggas getting mad, I swear to God you need the fent′, yo
So let 'em know what I know, it ain′t nothing
Most these niggas fronting and most these bitches bugging
It's crazy how these niggas wanna throw me with the munchkins
Like what you mean, nigga? No assumptions
When you mess with the best, best call a ref
I ain't never stop and I never do rest
What do you need?
Fuck all these niggas who ain′t after the cream
Cash rule everything around me
Most these niggas drowning
Crazy how the world is laughing, I′m so astounding
Who's that? Let ′em know I'm back with the boom bap
And swear to God very loud with that boom clack
And with that thunder sound, you know I come around
You niggas really are astounded
By the fucking way I be pounding
Crazy how these niggas getting mad ′cause I'm floundering
Floundered, I found her, I swear to God I drowned her
In the back of the lake, the shit isn′t fake
Y'all niggas be late, I give a fuck, couldn't relate
Check your deck ′cause it really be ace
Motherfucker, man, I′m really the best
I really don't stress
I′d rather take a minute just to smoke a pound of that zest
So let it go out of the booth
And let 'em know, motherfucker, man, this shit can′t compute
This
Oh yeah
The Fantastic Four are dead
And you are in time for your own demise
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