Lyrics:
I get mad wicked (fuck around) and catch a bad one by the funker
I puff the mad spliffs and roll blunts with Archie Bunker
'Cause my brain is
Just do it
Can you feel me baby?
(Hell yeah mama, hell yeah)
Do you like it sugar?
(No doubt, no doubt)
Do you want me honey?
(You Eve baby, yo
Say less say less say less
I'll give my heart don't rip it up to shreds
If you really want me this Christmas Eve
I'll give you my key
Don't keep me
the funk
Get funky come come
Get funky letz blaze it up
Get funky
I don't try to be right
I don't try to wrong i just try to be me
Stay true to yourself
this shit always make me move
Gimme that bass
Gimme that funk
Gimme that uh
Gimme that umph
Gimme that bass
Gimme that funk
Gimme that shit that go thump
faking the funk, You a phony
Melly rock on a jabroni
You do not, You do not, You do not know me
You are not, You are not homie
You faking the funk, You
over my junk
We can smoke some trees and get drunk
I'll put on some Bing Crosby and P Funk
Is it me or has the fire got us hot
Like the handjob you gave
this shit without a major ho
(ho ho ho)
See we Funk Volume known to keep it real
Alright, alright, alright, alright
I'm doin' good I don't need a deal
thing I guarantee
You can catch me by the corner store sellin' fat-ass bags of weed
Not because I think it's cool or because I think it's neat
It boils
New Year's Eve
Back 2018
Got The TV On
So I can party for long
Listening to my favorite song by my favorite singer
Crowd walks into the room
You
It's going down from out of town
Off the wicked streets of New York trouble
Me and my man map the plan and make a hefty bundle
Blessing weight
out
Go wild, dance and shout, we won't be done by dawn
Cuz it's a funk night, night out
Patrick Hernandez, Amanda Lear, Gloria Gaynor
and Fred Astaire,
The funky moves, we never gonna stop
Hey folks let it all out this is a PARTY ZONE
Cuz It's a funk night out
Go wild, dance and shout, we won't be done by
killed by the cops
And little Eve getting rapped
By his step pops
Crazy the street raised me
Check it, now I'm inmune to it
Spike Lee like Nike
So
Eve what did we just do
We shouldn't have eaten from that tree of good and evil
Now we in estates of misery by what we going through
Baby, I'm so
On the bandwagon askin' Siggy what's up? Hey
Remember when you said I was a retard, bruh
Whenever you told me that I wasn't hard, bruh
See i'm driven by one purpose,
the final puzzle piece
And bring me right back down to earth where I belong
In the Garden of Eden
We'll all be strumming guitars
In the Garden of Eden
You know we keep it bangin don't fake the funk
So all the real niggaz stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin
You know we keep it bangin don't fake the funk
So all the real niggaz stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin
of bed
Damn funk me
Shower shave brush teeth
Basic hygiene
Yawning all the way
Through my morning routine
Commute through traffic
Locked up on the freeway
that you made me cry
Man this shit still feels like it did in high school
So funk you and goodbye
Forget bout the sunrise
You funked up my world just
Girl, this man done showed up at the party with another girl
Holdin' hands and shit
And he walked right by me
Didn't even say nothin
And the girl
Now back from the 6-o-6-4-4 full of indo
Untypical is that bad ass ho
B to the R to the A to the T
Ain't no bitch is this industry that can see me
down
Bass, take it away for me right here
One more time
Yeah that's right
Dance like you mean it
Come on now
One more time, you ready
Let's go
Funk it
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