Bassline Junkie

Hey turn the base up, oi, oi turn the base up
Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah

Big dirty stinking base, dirty stinking base
Big dirty stinking base, dirty, dirty stinking-
Big dirty stinking base, dirty stinking base
Big dirty stinking base, base, base, base, base

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
I'm a bassline junkie (what?)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell 'em again)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell 'em again)
And I like it funky (yeah)

What the fuck, what you doin'?
Don't touch it
Don't-
Who told ya to touch it?
I'll fuckin' kill you
Don't you ever touch that fuckin' shit again

I'm a fiend for a big dirty bassline
When I hear one I have a great time
A bit of butter man's all what 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 base away
I'll blow your fucking face away

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 rinsin
Or we can just skank out 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
I'm a bassline junkie (what?)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell 'em again)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell 'em again)
And I like it funky (yeah)

Big dirty stinking base, dirty stinking base
Big dirty stinking base, dirty, dirty stinking-
Big dirty stinking base, dirty stinking base
Big dirty stinking base, base, base, base, base

The other day I got an ASBO order
And I think it's well out of order
All my neighbours throwin' a fit
So I told them, "Suck my dick"
And I told them, "I got the power"
And I turned the music up louder
All night 'til 6 in the morning
Old bastards, they're just boring

You know me, I'm the bassline father
Nobody can't tell me nada
Then the police turned up and they took me
We drove down to the nick and they booked me
When they said they'd give me a caution
If I didn't give them no distortion
But I said, "Don't bother, I'm guilty"
And my bassline's fuckin' 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 'em again)
I'm a bassline junkie (tell 'em again)
And I like it funky (yeah)

Big dirty stinking base, dirty stinking base
Big dirty stinking base, dirty, dirty stinking-
Big dirty stinking base, dirty stinking base
Big dirty stinking base, base, base, base, base

Big dirty stinking base, dirty stinking base
Big dirty stinking base, dirty, dirty stinking-
Big dirty stinking base, dirty stinking base
Big dirty stinking base, base, base, base, base

Big dirty stinking base, dirty stinking base
Big dirty stinking base, dirty, dirty stinking-
Big dirty stinking base, dirty stinking base
Big dirty stinking base, base, base, base, base

Base, base, base, base
Base, base, base, base



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