Bassline Junkie (Radio Edit)

Hey, turn the bass up
Hey, turn the bass up yeah, yeah, yeah

Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty, dirty stinking
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass
Bass, bass, bass

I don't need no speed (no)
I don't need no heroin (no thanks)
I don't want no coke (not today)
You can keep your ketamine (yeah)
I'm a bassline junkie (what?)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell them again)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell them again)
I don't like it funky

What the fuck
What you doing?
Don't touch it, don't
Who told you to touch it?
I'll fucking kill you
Don't ever touch that fucking shit again

I'm a fiend for a big day bassline
When I hear one I have a great time
A bit of bass man is all I require
I let the bassline take me higher
My friends think that it's a bad habit
But I'm just like fuck you, damn it

If you take my bass away
I'll blow your fucking face away (easy)
You might think I'm over the top
But when I hear that bassline drop
I just can't control my actions

But I still feel satisfaction
So don't come around here whinging
I just wanna hear the bassline rinsing
Or we can just can-can all day
If not get the fuck out my way

I don't need no speed (no)
I don't need no heroin (no thanks)
I don't want no coke (not today)
You can keep your ketamine (yeah)
I'm a bassline junkie (what?)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell them again)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell them again)
I don't like it funky

Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty, dirty stinking
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass
Bass, bass, bass

You ever doubt, go and ask about Uder
And I think it's well out of order
All my neighbors throwing a fit
So I told them suck my dick
And I told them I got the power
And I turn the music up louder

All night 'til six in the morning
Old bastards, they're just boring
You know me, I'm the bassline fuck boy
Nobody can't tell me 'nother

And the police turned up and they took me
We drove out to the liquor and they bought me
When they said they're giving me a caution
If I didn't give them no distinction
But I said don't bother, I'm guilty
And my bassline's fucking filthy

I don't need no speed (no)
I don't need no heroin (no thanks)
I don't want no coke (not today)
You can keep your ketamine (yeah)
I'm a bassline junkie (what?)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell them again)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell them again)
I don't like it funky

Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty, dirty stinking
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass
Bass, bass, bass

Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty, dirty stinking
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass
Bass, bass, bass

Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty, dirty stinking
Big dirty stinking bass, dirty stinking bass
Big dirty stinking bass
Bass, bass, bass, bass

Bass, bass, bass, bass...



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Kwabena Mills, Matthew James Coleman
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