Ben Folds Five For Those Of Ya`ll Who Wear Fannie Packs Lyrics

For Those Of Ya`ll Who Wear Fannie Packs Lyrics

oh god damn I saw it god damn fucking god damn

god damn (woa)

oh god damn oh god damn oh god damn (shit your ass cool)

oh god damn oh god damn oh god damn (shit your ass cool)

oh god damn oh god damn oh god damn (shit your ass cool)

play it on the radio

(shit your ass cool)

(shit your ass cool)

(shit your ass cool)

gimme a little time whats up ya'll yo I got this record here

going ask out can I have a shout out to my home boy

out there in L.A. whats up ORB let's go come on!

Yo this goes out to my home boy Dre going out to Chapel Hill

yea shouts at him AKA known as "Roadie Killa"

(New York City)

(New York City)

(New York City)

(New York City) Ya'll shouts out to my main manager man Al Walmark

known as AKA you buy the Mother Fucker

(See These C.D's)

(See These C.D's)

(See These C.D's)

(JAM) Bring in the bass ya'll

Yea man I thought that's how you felt about the Mother Fucker

Yea I thought that's how you felt

Yea Sledge Bring in the Bass Yea

For those of ya'll that wear fanny packs COME ON

For those of ya'll that wear fanny packs COME ON

For those of ya'll that wear fanny packs COME ON(and pony tails)

For those of ya'll that wear fanny packs COME ON(and pony tails)

Yea my boy Sledge on the bass in your face

My boy Ben on the piano coming in let him in let him in

Yea my boy ben Alright Yea

Hey D Hey D

Yo Whats up

You Gonna Let Me in D

Whats up

You gonna Let Me in

Ah let that piano solo in

LET ME IN!



Been around the world

I seen tate rappin'

I don't mind shit and I don't mind rappin'

like a granna nicha hacha if you get my shit

Yo god damn that's some fucking SHIT!



Yea I said for those of ya'll fanny packs

This song's coming out it's coming at YA!



I want to borrow an allen wrench

I want to borrow some duct tape

I want to borrow a mic cable

Facing your face

Facing your face (uh)

Facing your face (uh)

Facing your face (uh)

UH! this is O.G. singing

Let's break it break it

break it break it down

We gonna break this shit on down

Gimme some bass ah that's pretty good

BRING THAT SHIT IN!



oh god damn

oh god damn

oh god damn

oh god damn (shit your ass cool)

shit your ass cool

shit your ass cool

shit your ass cool

(yea)

these mother fuckers

Play that solo man play that tasty tasty High-Hat

Ah bring that tasty High-Hat work it

Bring that shit in RIGHT NOW

a ha ha ha

a ha ha ha

a ha ha ha

a ha ha ha

Yo this sound goes out to my man at the point in Atlanta

What's up G gimme a mother fucking monitor (bernie)



I'm sorry I can't give you any more monitor than than that

it won't go ant higher than that

because the transistors the resistors

they won't go any higher



Alright take this mother fucker out with a mother fuking piano solo



GOD DAMN UH!



Ha

Oh god damn



Alright turn that shit out

1 2 3 4

UH!

I hope you taped that

That's our next single

Oh they left they gave up

These guys are fucking idiots

that sucked