Bass In The Trunk Lyrics - Singles - Chanel West Coast

Bass in the fucking trunk, bitch 

Get the fuck outta here 

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba 

I'm 'bout to hit you like an 808 (bass, bass, bass) 

Motherfuckers stackin' plenty cake (cake, cake, cake) 

I'm eatin' good over here they want a (plate, plate, plate) 

I'm married to the game, you chicks is on a (date, date, date) 

Gonna flip it on 'em, iPhone 

Crazy on 'em, psycho 

Burn up on 'em, pyro 

Fattest blunts, lypo 

Fuck it, I ain't lyin' for 

Hit it hardy, Geico 

London down to Cairo 

Scream my name like Michael 

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Bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, ba-bass 

Lemme drop it down for a minute 

Motherfucker, I been in it 

West Coast, we the toast 

Can't see this, windows tinted 

Can't stop, did the biggest 

Young Money, we the business 

Y'all short, fuckin' midgets 

Clear coat flights, I get it 

Yeah that mean, I'm flyin' private, private 

On a boat, bitch, pirate, pirate 

No sex tape, I keep it private 

Too fly, bitch, I'm a pilot 

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Bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, bass, bass, bass 

Bass in the trunk, bass in the trunk 

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Bass, bass in the trunk 

(Got that) Bass in the trunk, (got that) bass in the trunk 

(Got that) Bass in the trunk 

(Got that) Bass in the trunk, (got that) bass in the trunk 

(I got that) Bass in the trunk 

This be the, this be the motherfuckin' anthem 

Now here's a little story I got to tell 

About a bad ass bitch, your girl Chanel 

It started way back in history 

Now your chick, Cee Dub, YMCMB 

I got a little horsey it's a Ferrari 

Me in this horsey smokin' kush OG 

Your dude's trynna holler but he just too sweet 

Need a man to light it up in the back of the Jeep, baby! 

Bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, ba-bass 

I'm coppin' Loubi's in Paris, speedin' off in a race 

Smokin' doubies with Frankie, gettin' out of our face 

Say he knew me, got at me, but he can't have a taste 

Sippin' D'usse and Louis, tres, tres, tres 

I'm a firefighter, bitches, put out your flame 

Make records for the Jeeps like it's '98 

Ain't lookin' for no beef, but you chicks is lame 

Trynna be a boss bitch like Beyoncé, motherfucker 

Bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, bass, bass, bass 

Bass in the trunk, bass in the trunk 

Bass, bass in the trunk 

Bass in the trunk, bass in the trunk 

Bass, bass in the trunk 

(Got that) Bass in the trunk, (got that) bass in the trunk 

(Got that) Bass in the trunk 

(Got that) Bass in the trunk, (got that) bass in the trunk 

(I got that) Bass in the trunk 

This be the, this be the motherfuckin' anthem 

Bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, ba-bass, bass, bass, bass 

Bass in the trunk, bass in the trunk 

Bass, bass in the trunk 

Bass in the trunk, bass in the trunk 

Bass, bass in the trunk 

(Got that) Bass in the trunk, (got that) bass in the trunk 

(Got that) Bass in the trunk 

(Got that) Bass in the trunk, (got that) bass in the trunk 

(I got that) Bass in the trunk