ben folds five – for those of ya’ll who wear fannie packs lyrics
oh god d-mn i saw it god d-mn f-cking god d-mn
god d-mn (woa)
oh god d-mn oh god d-mn oh god d-mn (sh-t your -ss cool)
oh god d-mn oh god d-mn oh god d-mn (sh-t your -ss cool)
oh god d-mn oh god d-mn oh god d-mn (sh-t your -ss cool)
play it on the radio
(sh-t your -ss cool)
(sh-t your -ss cool)
(sh-t your -ss cool)
gimme a little time whats up ya’ll yo i got this record here
going ask out can i have a shout out to my home boy
out there in l.a. whats up orb let’s go come on!
yo this goes out to my home boy dre going out to chapel hill
yea shouts at him aka known as “roadie killa”
(new york city)
(new york city)
(new york city)
(new york city) ya’ll shouts out to my main manager man al walmark
known as aka you buy the mother f-cker
(see these c.d’s)
(see these c.d’s)
(see these c.d’s)
(jam) bring in the b-ss ya’ll
yea man i thought that’s how you felt about the mother f-cker
yea i thought that’s how you felt
yea sledge bring in the b-ss yea
for those of ya’ll that wear f-nny packs come on
for those of ya’ll that wear f-nny packs come on
for those of ya’ll that wear f-nny packs come on(and pony tails)
for those of ya’ll that wear f-nny packs come on(and pony tails)
yea my boy sledge on the b-ss in your face
my boy ben on the piano coming in let him in let him in
yea my boy ben alright yea
hey d hey d
yo whats up
you gonna let me in d
whats up
you gonna let me in
ah let that piano solo in
let me in!
been around the world
i seen tate rappin’
i don’t mind sh-t and i don’t mind rappin’
like a granna nicha hacha if you get my sh-t
yo god d-mn that’s some f-cking sh-t!
yea i said for those of ya’ll f-nny packs
this song’s coming out it’s coming at ya!
i want to borrow an allen wrench
i want to borrow some duct tape
i want to borrow a mic cable
facing your face
facing your face (uh)
facing your face (uh)
facing your face (uh)
uh! this is o.g. singing
let’s break it break it
break it break it down
we gonna break this sh-t on down
gimme some b-ss ah that’s pretty good
bring that sh-t in!
oh god d-mn
oh god d-mn
oh god d-mn
oh god d-mn (sh-t your -ss cool)
sh-t your -ss cool
sh-t your -ss cool
sh-t your -ss cool
(yea)
these mother f-ckers
play that solo man play that tasty tasty high-hat
ah bring that tasty high-hat work it
bring that sh-t in right now
a ha ha ha
a ha ha ha
a ha ha ha
a ha ha ha
yo this sound goes out to my man at the point in atlanta
what’s up g gimme a mother f-cking monitor (bernie)
i’m sorry i can’t give you any more monitor than than that
it won’t go ant higher than that
because the transistors the resistors
they won’t go any higher
alright take this mother f-cker out with a mother f-king piano solo
god d-mn uh!
ha
oh god d-mn
alright turn that sh-t out
1 2 3 4
uh!
i hope you taped that
that’s our next single
oh they left they gave up
these guys are f-cking idiots
that sucked
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