"dropthebassonthestereo" lyrics
"dropthebassonthestereo"
Cha-cha, ayy
Cha-cha, ayy
Cha-cha, ayy
Cha-cha, ayy
So, you wanna learn how to play, like a pro
Guitar, and the drums, and the piano
If you get good, you could go on the radio
Drop the bass on the stereo
Yeah, I wanna learn how to play like a pro
Guitar, and the drums, and the piano
If I get good, I could go on the radio
Drop the bass on the stereo
Do you want to be a star?
Let's start with the guitar!
I want to be a star!
Let's start with the guitar!
And, if you don't make it far
I'ma hit you with a crowbar!
And, if I don't make it far
You will hit me with a— what?
Gotta tune it up (Gotta tune it up)
Don't screw it up (Don't screw it up)
Fingers on the frets (Fingers on the frets)
Don't you let it be a mess (I don't let it be a mess)
Strum a chord, and let it linger! (Strum a chord, and let it linger!)
You're playin' like a winner!
I'm playin' like a winner!
Keep on going, or I'll shoot you with a bow!
Let's move on over to the piano!
Keep on going, or you'll—
Let's move on over to the piano!
Play low on your left (Play low on my left)
Play high on your right (Play high on my right)
Treble and bass clef (Treble and bass clef)
Let the melody fly (Let the melody fly)
Don't look behind you (Don't look behind me)
No fears to fall to (No fears to fall to)
Unless you're talkin' about the big bazooka pointed at your head (I'm scared)
So, you wanna learn how to play, like a pro
Guitar, and the drums, and the piano
If you get good, you could go on the radio
Drop the bass on the stereo
Yeah, I wanna learn how to play like a pro
Guitar, and the drums, and the piano
If I get good, I could go on the radio
Drop the bass on the stereo
It's time to try the drums, then we're done
Just for you, I'll put down the gun
It's time to try the drums, then we're done
Thank you for putting away your gun
Psych (Oops)
Rum-pa-pum-pum (Rum-pa-pum-pum)
Go boom-ba-bum-bum (Boom-ba-bum-bum)
Go big or go home (Go big or go home)
Or you'll die alone! (Or I'll die alone?)
Come on, bop it, twist it, pull up the beats (Come on, bop it, twist it, pull up the beats)
Par-ap-pa-pa, you're droppin' the heat!
I'm droppin' the heat! I'm droppin' the heat!
So, you wanna learn how to play, like a pro
Guitar, and the drums, and the piano
If you get good, you could go on the radio
Drop the bass on the stereo
Yeah, I wanna learn how to play like a pro
Guitar, and the drums, and the piano
If I get good, I could go on the radio
Drop the bass on the stereo
Cha-cha, ayy
Cha-cha, ayy
Cha-cha, ayy
Cha-cha, bark bark!
Writer(s): Charles Green
- AZLyrics
- C
- CG5 Lyrics
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