The Bass And The Movement Lyrics - God Loves Ugly - Atmosphere

You should've stuck with the original plan, to be a little man 

Should've kept it simple, before the shit hit the fan 

Give the kid a nipple, cause he sucks 

Take the microphone from his fist, he doesn't know how to clutch 

You wanna treat it like a playground 

Well we can joke about your takedown 

And let your pride get hurt when I tug on your skirt 

Like, "shut the fuck up, professionals are tryin to work" 

And to the people that don't feel us, fuck em 

Don't need em, can't see em, never leave em, never loved em 

Stuffed em full of dick til the hole rips 

And let em know that's what they get for that ho shit 

Oh my goodness, Sluggo went and flipped his style 

I haven't really heard a mack like this in a while 

Bullshit, still broke and I still fake the smile 

Go ahead and download my dick to a file 

Yo you heard Slug sing his songs about women 

Like he must be a weakling, I know I can fuck with him 

For those that wanna ride, come on, climb aboard 

I'mma be an asshole for as long as I'm exorted (?) 

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Either call my bluff or turn the volume up 

And make noise for the women that swallow stuff 

And put your hands up if you feel the music 

Cause all that matters is the bass and the movement... 

Step step step step step off, you know you gotta get lost 

Because you know you soft 

Step step step step stepped on, is all you gonna get when you try to 

test the Sean 

You need to park that bitch, and get a starter kit 

You might as well hire me to come write your shit 

At least then nobody'll know who you bit 

It won't hurt so much when they don't like your shit 

Silly puddy in the puddle of beer 

Quit steppin in my cum and get your gum out your ear 

I heard your new song son, yo it's your year 

Why don't you go run along and tell your girl to bring it here 

You got no balance, combined with no talent 

Disgraceful, you could catch a face full of phallus 

Color me callous, on a retribution tangent 

How'd the love die, how the hell'd you lose the magic 

These cats is lazy, layin down on they job 

I'll call Musab, this whole playground'd get robbed 

Are those your props? (Gimme that) Your girl? (Gimme that) 

A 3-pack of Jimmy hats, I'll show you who the skinny mack 

You can keep the change, hit me back when you're stable 

IF she give good brains she could play with the halo 

Don't worry you're in good hands, I'm a good man 

Misunderstood, nah, just sick of the program 

I only speak to ammonia and the bleach 

The orphanage, I'm here to give a portion to the peace 

So play the least, suck me dry 

Dot your t's, cross your i's 

And blow me counterclockwise 

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So either call my bluff or turn the volume up 

And make noise for the women that swallow stuff 

And put your hands up if you feel the music 

Cause all that matters is the bass and the movement 

I'll keep this brief, I just wanna say peace 

And be quiet if you love the police 

Now put your hands up if you feel the music 

Cause all that matters is the bass and the movement 

So either call my bluff or turn the volume up 

And make noise for the women that swallow stuff 

And put your hands up if you feel the music 

Cause all that matters is the bass and the movement 

From the top of Fiji, to the bottom of Christina Ricci 

Big ups if you bought my cd 

Now put your hands up if you feel the music 

Cause all that matters is the bass and the movement