Lyrics:
to call
Each and every one of y'all out, let's see who's real
And who's fake when it come to the funk
I'ma bring it to y'all live and direct,
not your fault, brainwashed by the cult
100% juice with no pulp
Your favorite rapper walk around in black pumps He's a chump, from the jump
Donald
the building
With a pump
Big ass hoodie on my face
Them niggas
Don't want no funk
All that shit
You were talking yesterday
Im bout to see the nigga
What he want
big funk
And niggas like him be waitin for shit to jump with the pump
Get your ump throw the bitch in the trunk with the bump
Then the police told him
And self-reflection's out the window it seems
When we're drowning taking selfies by the bathroom sink
What about it all failed your expectations
Tell me why it's up to me
made it elevated
But irritated
By all these critics saying that I'm
Outdated
Y'all overrated got funk flow
For all you hoes
Put a million on the table
sex to lend
Stood out y'all like a shark's fin
Uhh, a cutie with a weave to her booty
Shakes her rump to the funk that car system pumps
She wants
a cutie with a weave to her booty
shakes her rump to the funk that car system pumps
She wants to sex me up, sex me down
I smack it and I flip it and I dick
[Kurupt (Daz)] Yeah nigga, half a day gone by Ganstafied, givin' it just livin' my life It's hard to survive Without grabbin' my 9, and pump 5-50-5 45,
otha niggaz but my niggaz gutta niggaz
Push and shove and mean muggin', cockin' back 'n bustin' niggaz
Y'all betta back up off me 'cuz
Y'all fuck niggaz
while I stay grounded
Let me raise your IQ I know you are scared of heights mind of mind of christ Lord of light show you that its not by might.
And when
one thought
Niggas pop my collar for me when I flot
That's why in they cats money, oh no, say it ain't so!
[Mannie Fresh]
Double action pump, in
up
Gwop all my life never catch me faking the funk
Have frappz lay you down while I'm takin the skunk
Keep a pipe like a plumber
You can play if you
And I'm making sum money by grammin a bow
And I'm makin a profit I hit for the low
Call Mayra she ship me a load
She put dem za mushrooms right on my front
fool that'll step up)
So follow me into the zone they call panic
Hubs by the dub, but suckers act frantic
Niggas rollin hard, number one on the pop
Crazy
gon stay two deep in a fo' do'
[Z-Ro]
Slow Loud And Bangin', all in my trunk
Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk
I blow on skunk, I blow
a fake nigga no realer
Can't trust these bitches they change by the filter
No newbies 'round me the whole gang in tenured
Real when I entered and great
discussion, slick with this gift but you been bluffing
If you think you can stop me like Mothra you big bugging
Ugh dummies know what's up, my girl got the pump
tell her friends that she screwed me
I get nutty, act a fool when I want to
Run up when I'm drunk and I just might pump you
Take your car, your wife,
will get costly like private shows at strip clubs
Beating me's a hard task by itself so fuck you,
Cause that's a fantasy like anal sex with Eliza Dushku
wonder why she blush
It tickles when he touch
Baby Know I got the funk
Look me in my eyes
While she blow me
Like a blunt/
His blood pressure rise
Then he
then the foot thump
Headed to the beach wanna throw me fist pump
I be on the big screen do my own stunt
Me and my bunch do Brazil for a month
I know
they see
but it feel good talkin' shit about me
Chump, I play by the rules and my patience done paid me, cause look at you
Fucked up, claim you
grabbin 9, and pump five-fifty-five
Forty-five many Mack eleven
Gunshots non stop to funk pop
Then pop baby glocks
(Homie you ridin or not?)
Me
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