| Song | She Hates the Bass |
| Artist | Stalley |
| Album | Lincoln Way Nights |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Hook:] Bass, beating down the block | |
| Gotta give the world a taste | |
| My girl say she love me | |
| But the car she kinda hate | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake | |
| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? [Verse 1:] 2 a.m. waking up the neighbors | |
| DJ Magic Mike out the show in | |
| Vegas Trunk shaking like dice out in | |
| Vegas Rollin' up blunts, we rarely do papers | |
| The Chevy moves gracious | |
| I dance all night to the sound of the bass | |
| It's magical when | |
| I hit the | |
| Strip Air bags, one press make the front dip | |
| The pipes hits as the engine clicks— | |
| Such a beautiful engagement | |
| Blood racin' as the tires peel the pavement | |
| Fishtailing blocks, smelling like latex | |
| Burned rubber, hard cover when the rain hits | |
| Hydroplaning, trying to make the whole frame lift | |
| The king of the torque, | |
| Chevy like a small resort | |
| Give a light show when | |
| I park The main attraction when | |
| I back in | |
| Whole back seat filled with action | |
| So no room to pack in, it's too much- [Hook:] | |
| Bass, beating down the block | |
| Gotta give the world a taste | |
| My girl say she love me | |
| But the car she kinda hate | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake | |
| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? [Verse 2:] | |
| The car classic, | |
| I'm contemporary | |
| My girl hate, she say it's the one | |
| I need to marry | |
| She hate to be seen, and she hate to hear me | |
| Blocks away, coming down loud | |
| She thinks | |
| I'm showing out, but it's really culture to me | |
| This how I gotta ride, how the world supposed to see me? | |
| Nothin' less than the | |
| SS with racer seatin' | |
| Faster cars | |
| NASCARs with the woofers beatin' 6-by-9s tweeting, | |
| I know, it's opposite of my personality | |
| But something gotta speak it, you know? | |
| So as you step in just leave your opinions at the door | |
| Let's ride 'til the wheels fall off, and let the speakers blow | |
| As I take control of the road, sit back and ride | |
| As the 20 inchers glide on them spokes | |
| And we ain't gotta talk about where we 'bout to go | |
| Recline your seat, take puffs of what | |
| I'm 'bout to roll and feel this- [Hook:] | |
| Bass, beating down the block | |
| Gotta give the world a taste | |
| My girl say she love me | |
| But the car she kinda hate | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake | |
| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? |
| Hook: Bass, beating down the block | |
| Gotta give the world a taste | |
| My girl say she love me | |
| But the car she kinda hate | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake | |
| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? Verse 1: 2 a. m. waking up the neighbors | |
| DJ Magic Mike out the show in | |
| Vegas Trunk shaking like dice out in | |
| Vegas Rollin' up blunts, we rarely do papers | |
| The Chevy moves gracious | |
| I dance all night to the sound of the bass | |
| It' s magical when | |
| I hit the | |
| Strip Air bags, one press make the front dip | |
| The pipes hits as the engine clicks" | |
| Such a beautiful engagement | |
| Blood racin' as the tires peel the pavement | |
| Fishtailing blocks, smelling like latex | |
| Burned rubber, hard cover when the rain hits | |
| Hydroplaning, trying to make the whole frame lift | |
| The king of the torque, | |
| Chevy like a small resort | |
| Give a light show when | |
| I park The main attraction when | |
| I back in | |
| Whole back seat filled with action | |
| So no room to pack in, it' s too much Hook: | |
| Bass, beating down the block | |
| Gotta give the world a taste | |
| My girl say she love me | |
| But the car she kinda hate | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake | |
| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? Verse 2: | |
| The car classic, | |
| I' m contemporary | |
| My girl hate, she say it' s the one | |
| I need to marry | |
| She hate to be seen, and she hate to hear me | |
| Blocks away, coming down loud | |
| She thinks | |
| I' m showing out, but it' s really culture to me | |
| This how I gotta ride, how the world supposed to see me? | |
| Nothin' less than the | |
| SS with racer seatin' | |
| Faster cars | |
| NASCARs with the woofers beatin' 6by9s tweeting, | |
| I know, it' s opposite of my personality | |
| But something gotta speak it, you know? | |
| So as you step in just leave your opinions at the door | |
| Let' s ride ' til the wheels fall off, and let the speakers blow | |
| As I take control of the road, sit back and ride | |
| As the 20 inchers glide on them spokes | |
| And we ain' t gotta talk about where we ' bout to go | |
| Recline your seat, take puffs of what | |
| I' m ' bout to roll and feel this Hook: | |
| Bass, beating down the block | |
| Gotta give the world a taste | |
| My girl say she love me | |
| But the car she kinda hate | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake | |
| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? |
| Hook: Bass, beating down the block | |
| Gotta give the world a taste | |
| My girl say she love me | |
| But the car she kinda hate | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake | |
| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? Verse 1: 2 a. m. waking up the neighbors | |
| DJ Magic Mike out the show in | |
| Vegas Trunk shaking like dice out in | |
| Vegas Rollin' up blunts, we rarely do papers | |
| The Chevy moves gracious | |
| I dance all night to the sound of the bass | |
| It' s magical when | |
| I hit the | |
| Strip Air bags, one press make the front dip | |
| The pipes hits as the engine clicks" | |
| Such a beautiful engagement | |
| Blood racin' as the tires peel the pavement | |
| Fishtailing blocks, smelling like latex | |
| Burned rubber, hard cover when the rain hits | |
| Hydroplaning, trying to make the whole frame lift | |
| The king of the torque, | |
| Chevy like a small resort | |
| Give a light show when | |
| I park The main attraction when | |
| I back in | |
| Whole back seat filled with action | |
| So no room to pack in, it' s too much Hook: | |
| Bass, beating down the block | |
| Gotta give the world a taste | |
| My girl say she love me | |
| But the car she kinda hate | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake | |
| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? Verse 2: | |
| The car classic, | |
| I' m contemporary | |
| My girl hate, she say it' s the one | |
| I need to marry | |
| She hate to be seen, and she hate to hear me | |
| Blocks away, coming down loud | |
| She thinks | |
| I' m showing out, but it' s really culture to me | |
| This how I gotta ride, how the world supposed to see me? | |
| Nothin' less than the | |
| SS with racer seatin' | |
| Faster cars | |
| NASCARs with the woofers beatin' 6by9s tweeting, | |
| I know, it' s opposite of my personality | |
| But something gotta speak it, you know? | |
| So as you step in just leave your opinions at the door | |
| Let' s ride ' til the wheels fall off, and let the speakers blow | |
| As I take control of the road, sit back and ride | |
| As the 20 inchers glide on them spokes | |
| And we ain' t gotta talk about where we ' bout to go | |
| Recline your seat, take puffs of what | |
| I' m ' bout to roll and feel this Hook: | |
| Bass, beating down the block | |
| Gotta give the world a taste | |
| My girl say she love me | |
| But the car she kinda hate | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| The license plate scrape, the whole trunk shake | |
| And make her say, can we take a cab for this date? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? | |
| Paint loud, car loud, can you feel the bass? |