[Chorus]
Because you know I got a sinus ache
In my face, nose trouble
Don't wanna go to space, go to space, no Hubble
I like a shaven face, shave that face, no stubble
Just sayin' random things from my brain

[Verse]
Yeah, it's pretty clear that I got writer's block
It's drivin' me insane, feel like a cuckoo clock
I'm fishin' for a hook, just somethin' basic
What should I sing on top of this bass riff?
I need a goofy phrase that I can base this on
That will appeal to kids as well as soccer moms
I said I could write singles, they called my bluff
Now excuse me for a jiffy while I make some pop hits up

[Pre-Chorus]
Cuz my bang bang, boom clap, anaconda's gotta stay high
Cuz your trumpets were rude, chandeliers, happy, Maroon 5
(I think I like it, but that's not quite it)
There aren't enough songs out right now about big behinds
(True dat, dat)
Gonna cover my bases and make one up about mine
(Yeah, you should do dat)
[Chorus]
Because you know I ain't no skinny waif
I'm not shaped like Urkel
I got handles for love, like a Dove commercial
I got a plus-sized butt, that's what's up, dos bubbles
I got a sexy shape, like a bass - wait!
You know I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble
Just don't end up obese, that creates heart trouble
But have a piece of cake, that's okay, don't shovel
And that was how I made "'Bout Dat Bass"