The boom boom bap the tap-a-tap-tap That's the beat of my life.
A wee hard drop Oh Poppa don't stop bittersweet about life. You know the bar room belles, well they're calling you know their perfume smells like blood. If hooks could kill singing dollar-dollar bill Well that's the beat of my life.
Zig-a-boom kick Jimmy-jink lick that's the beat of my heart. A come-again cut oh but telling you what that's the bitterest part. You know the bar room boys well they've fallen and juice-joint Jane got high. If hooks could kill singing dollar-dollar bill on the street of my heart.
To the beat, to the beat, to the beat play it over and over again Play it over and over again Let me know, let me know, let me know I am yours and I'm ready to go.
The yes-yes-y'all Was the siren call to come around to my life They said big beat drum here a kitty come come that's the sound of my life
The brewski point was calling I got belly washed blood in my heart The boom boom bap the tap a tap tap Its always dark
I'll wait till December baby I'll wait till my hands stay still And then in December baby I'm in for the cure or kill
