Текст песни Bloodhound Gang f Vanilla Ice - Boom
Bloodhound Gang f Vanilla Ice - Boom слова песни
[Intro]Yo, Bloodhound Gang and Rob Van Winkle together on this track[Verse 1: Vanilla Ice]Stop as we drop this bombBlow up this place like another VietnamHeavy like a Tyson blow to the domeBack up son give me room give me roomTo set it off like this don`t give it upI`m all up in you `til you just can`t get enoughReal hard to the bone you want more?I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back doorPhat flavor for your brain you know the timeSo check the wrath it`s for real `cause I`m gonna get mineRoll up on you like EastwoodBlowin` up fifteens as I`m ridin` through your neighborhoodI spreads butter like ParkayReal smooth with the flow and even when I parlayDo what you feel and check the skillI`m in your grill peep this I got the raw dealIn your Jeep Cherokee or Land CruiserWhen you`re rollin` through the hood you want use aTrack like this all up in your eardrumSo check the E.Q. and let them speakers humAnd gets crazy like ProzacHype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attackRound one round two knock outStraight to your head like my round never lights out[Chorus-Repeat 4x]Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom deeTah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a[Verse 2: Jimmy Pop]Jimmy Jimmy y`all Jimmy damn Jimmy yeaGimme the mic Rob so I can take it awayGot more lines than the welfare officeAre you upset you`ll never get to be as clever as this?Spreadin` quicker than your mom have a feel but don`t cop itYeah I stole your beat but that`s `cause you dropped itCrude as oil unrefined but slickI`m gonna get you from behind like a gay convict`Cause my name ain`t Quasimodo but I still got a hunchThat like the Jim Jones cult I`ll take you out with one punchYou`re Spiro Agnew and I`m the Dick you answer toYou`re sweatin` like a watermelon at a Baptist barbecueSneakin` up like celery yeah I`m stalkin`I squeak like Stephen Hawkings yeah but I`m walkin`Nose to ground so this Bloodhound will sniff and follow itI hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow itScreamin` like a Mimi when you see me comin` near yaLike a Kenny Loggins` record no one`s ever gonna hear yaLike a game of Hide and Seek it`s all over if I see ya`Cause you`re yellower than tinkle and you`ll be runnin` like diarrhea[Chorus 8x]