808 kick drum 808 hat 808 snare drum 808 clap got an 808 this an 808 that got an 808 boom an 808 bap this is 404 over 808 s half the time we love diggin in the crates the other half we only wanna hear the bass them southern fried southern guys here s a taste yeah haters make a face like it tastes kinda sour i get paid by the bar you get paid by the hour gettin laid in the shower you late go take a shower chafing while i drizzle my taint with baby powder on another note we re so fuckin dope you could roll me and my southern folk in a dutch smoke we wake up and smoke down to the fucking roach wearin sunglasses at night yes its a fucking joke yeah these glasses are magic they quit being sick like what happened to magic boom clap that s what happened 808 ricky bomby on the beat that s a classic 808 kick drum 808 hat 808 snare drum 808 clap got an 808 this and an 808 that got an 808 boom and an 808 bap i got 8 ounces of kush and 8 cigarillos hope i rock six b fore i got to go back to citgo that arab know i go so hard buyin out the ellys and the pre paid phone cards  we stay on the phone cause we stay on the road and we stay with the bass blazin through the radio we stay in the south so we stay takin it slow lazy flow with the bass you could hear from down the road like hold up wait a minute crack a swisher cigarillo and stuff a whole eighth in it then i roll up some more till we all eye level with the birds the stars big ups to bommy rollin up the cigars if we pass them ya ll be touchin the stars over at my crib is a luxury car that i never drive cause i m always drunk at the bar 808 kick drum 808 hat 808 snare drum 808 clap got an 808 this and an 808 that got an 808 boom and an 808 bap