Lyrics

Can I feel booty bass Can I get your chick That helty baddy face Grown man tactics, no pediatrics Remember your development Without any music I'll show you How I'm gonna make it Can you see it? And forget how it's counted on a whim If you can't do this on your own Deep as the surface, all deeply connects Fiction's fiction A walk full of will MASTADABESTAH I bang wit da best around Who can test da ground When I finess da sound Can I slap your face Can I drop the bomb on your home bass Grown man tactics, no pediatrics Remember your development Without any music I'll show you How I'm gonna make it Can you see it? Your bet was lost Time to set it off Gettin' new kicks, don't care what it costs I don't beg, I can hold my own Don't need an icon, cuz I'm an icon The untouchable The unbreakablе Nah, cuz I can hold a chrome Understand? Dung, dung, dung And I'm a son of a gun MASTADABESTAH I bang wit da best around Who can tеst da ground When I finess da sound It's time to show it off You got it goin' on This is your new favorite song Gonna give you a box on the air Like a blazin' fire MASTADABESTAH, the best o' the master Drop the bomb on your head That's right, that's right Can I get your mic? Can I get your mic? MASTADABESTAH