Текст песни
M-C Bonez, DJ Q,
Okay,
And once again,
Can't forget all my 4x4 ravers,
All the bass line skankers,
This is the warning.
You wot, you wot
DJ Q, like whoa
MC Bonez, like whoa
H.U.D., like whoa
We bring the vibe, like whoa
Cars on my drive, like whoa
Brush off the beats, like whoa
Gotta make p's, like whoa
Brownin' big batty, like whoa
Them on the fly, like whoa
They roll gettin' high, like whoa
Errybody fly, like whoa
We run the show, like whoa
Get the wee looks, like whoa
Personal skanks, like whoa
? blanks, like whoa
Bubble on the track, like whoa
? like whoa
Gotta see love, like whoa
Tune seem hot, like whoa
You really don't look like you know
Bass line crew on the show
[Repeat: x2]
We get the Croud Hype
You wot you wot
It's Bones on the mic
You wot, you wot
Get mad all you like
You wot, you wot
No beef just vibes
You wot you wot
Well I'm back on the track again
Making Other M-C's sound wack again
DJ Q with the beats again
Make D-J's don't wanna play again
While the crowd Bouncin' in the club again
Its a bass line ting don't ask again
Got the ravers on there feet again
When the crowd make noise reload again
Its like it goin' be a while again
Sexy ladies in da place again
Some boy test me to think again
Champagne got ma head all wha' again
Wash ur face n hold your ends again
Hold tight sheff, leeds, manningham
Bristol Poole and Birmingham
Bass line crew get mad again
[Repeat: x4]
We get the Croud Hype
You wot you wot