Kaly - Bring In The 808s Lyrics

What's that, what's that sound?
Rich folks worry bout hittin into the sand traps
Me I keep It simple like I was spitting the handclaps
Matter fact, gimme a bit of that
Now add some delay, reverse it and make it slap
Now on the Two and Four, gimme a couple snaps
So they can hear this shit, bouncin way in the back
Now we cooking with gas
Now we ready to spaz
Now we tipping the glass
Now they shakin they ass
Now we top of the class
Ganesh's on the dash
But wait, we forgot to bring in the 808
We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!)
We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!)
Listen I was always handsome, even when I had the bowl cut
Coke rimmed glasses, elastic waist, so what?
Yeah we all designer now, yeah we grown up
I could do what I want now, y'all don't know us
I'm at least top 5 of any Indian guy who ever touched a mic
Without touchin a Mike
And I made a little money but more I touched ya life
I'm a vibe but I'll SMOKE you if you touch my wife
They say "Kaly you ain't ever had a hit"
That's no lie fam
I was spending time tryna find out who I am
Now me and UTK making jams while Shank slams
Wait! We forgot to bring in the 808
We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!)
We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!)
Sit inside the mind of a maniac
Matter fact, dive into the front seat
While I go numbskull on a dumb beat
Yum yum eat up other MCs
Move way too fast for the frat boys and the rich girls
Frosted tips, Abercrombie & Fitch girls
Botox bitch looking like they do lip curls
I digress, let me slow it down with the shit talk
Take a pit stop
Don't get mad at the white boy he wanna crip walk
Brown girls born knowing how to make their hips talk
But wait, they just want to hear the f*ckin 808
Oooo lemme hear the 808!
Oooo yeah, all I wanna do is hear a little 808
Oooo ayyy, wanna hear the 808
Ayyyy, wanna hear the 808!
Livin life, I thought I saw Joe Pesci in a Rav 4
Mama said this is what I got the gift of gab for
So I could paint pictures, Van Gogh with a passport
And I ain't playin f*ckin games, nah this ain't the App Store
Nah, this is me and my posse on horseback
You are just a lame, you tryna get your whore back?
Me? I'm in the lay-flats, resting like I'm Snorlax
I been on a run boy, I been yelling MORE LAPS
Look at me Karsh, ain't these boys so lax?
We go off the dome and give you just what ya soul lacks
Me I'm on the battlefield, I'll fight em with my sole axe
WAIT, time to cut em with that 808!
What's that, what's that sound?
We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!)
What's that, what's that sound?
We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!)
What's that, what's that sound?
We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!)
What's that, what's that sound?
We forgot to bring in the 808 (yup!)