Grab ass
Hard rock with blues-rock influences. Distorted electric guitars play syncopated riffs and power chords. The bass guitar follows the guitar riffs with a thick, overdriven tone. Drums feature a heavy snare on 2 and 4, with active hi-hat work and frequent crash cymbal accents. Gritty male vocals utilize a wide range, including raspy chest voice and high-pitched belts. The arrangement includes a wah-wah guitar solo and sections with cowbell accents. Key of E minor, 130 BPM.
Grab ass
Hard rock with blues-rock influences. Distorted electric guitars play syncopated riffs and power chords. The bass guitar follows the guitar riffs with a thick, overdriven tone. Drums feature a heavy snare on 2 and 4, with active hi-hat work and frequent crash cymbal accents. Gritty male vocals utilize a wide range, including raspy chest voice and high-pitched belts. The arrangement includes a wah-wah guitar solo and sections with cowbell accents. Key of E minor, 130 BPM.
Lyrics
Intro
distorted electric guitar riff, drum fill, cowbell
(Yeah!)
bass enters
Better slow your roll, boy
I'm gonna send you packing
Verse 1
driving drum beat, syncopated guitar and bass riff
I'm stepping out tonight
Feeling fierce and bright
'Cause I'm done with all your games
You say you're just being friendly
But the way you touch them consistently
Makes me tired of feeling shame
I gave you all my heart
But you keep playing with other ladies' parts
And I'm not sticking around for that again
You got fingers of sin
Better slow your roll, boy
Chorus
full band intensity, power chords
It's only disrespectful and a disgrace
In your slap in the face
I'm done being patient, done with the waiting and hating
While you're feeling up strangers
Oh, I'm taking back my fire
Lifting myself up higher
No more living with your touchy hands
I'm finally free to feel the way I feel
Keep your hands to yourself and your cell
Or it's gonna get real
It's only disrespectful and a disgrace
In your slap in the face
Guitar Solo
wah-wah pedal effect on lead guitar, fast pentatonic licks
cowbell accents
(Woo!)
Bridge
music drops to half-time feel, bass and drums only
Oh, you say
guitar enters with stabs
It's only disrespectful and a disgrace
In your slap in the face
Verse 2
full tempo resumes
I'm tired of all your lies
Your baby she's just fine
While your hands don't know their place
You always play it cool
But I'm not a fool
I see the truth written on your face
I gave you all my heart
But you keep touching other ladies' parts
And I'm not sticking around for that again
Better slow your roll, boy
Chorus
I'm done being patient, done with the waiting and hating
While you're feeling up strangers
Oh, I'm taking back my fire
Lifting myself up higher
No more living with your grabby hands
I'm finally free to feel the way I feel
Keep your hands to yourself and your cell
Or it's gonna get real
Outro
heavy guitar riffing
Better slow your roll, boy
Gonna send you packing
final drum hit and guitar feedback