Ben Folds - For Those of Ya'll Who Wear Fannie Packs Lyrics
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For Those of Ya'll Who Wear Fannie Packs
For Those of Ya'll Who Wear Fannie Packs Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For For Those of Ya'll Who Wear Fannie Packs By Ben Folds?
Step on your finger
Damn! See if I can play They all said it. Ugh! They all said it. Mmm. They all said it. Yo shouts out to my main manager-man, Al Wolmark Known as aka, "Ill Pride of Motherfucker" CEC CEC CEC Bring in the bass, ya'll! Yeah! And I thought that's how you felt About the motherfucker! Yeah! I thought that's how you felt Yeah Sledge, bring in the bass. Yeah For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs Yah come on For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs Come on! For those of why'all that wear fannie packs! And ponytails! Come on! For those of ya'll that wear fannie packs And ponytails I've got the fucking on! Yeah! My boy Sledge on the bass in your face! My boy Ben on the piano, comin' in Let him in! Let him in Yeah! Let my boy Ben in. Alright Yeah Hey D! Hey D! Yo, wassup? Oh, goddamn You gonna let me in D? Wassup? You gonna let me in? Yo, let that piano solo in Let me in! Let me in! Goddamn! Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah! Yeah, ah I been around the world I've seen things happen I don't my singing and I don't mind rapping I could find another hundred ways to get my shit Goddamn, that's so fucking shit! Yeah, I said for those of why'all with fannie packs: Your song's coming up, it's coming at ya! I want to borrow an Alan wrench I want to borrow some duct tape I want to borrow a mic cable Bass in your face! Bass in your face Ugh! Bass in your face Ugh! Bass in your face Ugh! Ugh! Yo G, see in Alright, let's break it, break it, break it down We're gonna break this shit on down Gimme some bass Aaaaaah Ah that pretty good Bring this shit in! Oh goddamn! Oh goddamn! Oh goddamn! Oh goddamn! Shit, yeah it's cool Shit, yeah it's cool Shit, yeah it's cool Yeah! Shit, yeah it's cool Shit, motherfuckers Play that cymbal, man Play that tasty, tasty high-hat work Yo, I'm gonna bring that tasty high work I'm gonna bring that shit in I want to taste it, man Right now! Ha ha ha! A ha ha ha! Yeah Ha ha ha! Goddamn A ha ha ha! Yah, this song goes out to My main-man at The Point in Atlanta Wussup, G? Gimme more fucking monitor man! Bernie! I'm sorry, I can't give you any more monitor than that It won't go any higher than that because the transistors The resistors, they won't go any higher! Yo, yo eh! Alright, yo, take this motherfucker out With a piano solo Goddamn, ugh! Ugh, goddamn Uh Alright Turn that shit out 1! 2! 3! 4! Ugh! Ha ha ha! I hoped you taped that! That's our next single Oh, they left They gave up "These guys are fucking idiots" Ha ha ha! That sucked! |
Who Wrote For Those of Ya'll Who Wear Fannie Packs By Ben Folds?
Folds, Jessee, Sledge
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