Lyrics:
motherfuckin motherfuckin safe
I'm all up in yo all up in yo mothefuckin sheets
Bitch call me Ronald Isley
Turn off the lights bitch
Like Teddy Pendergrass
Toot
groovy, (Let's get groovy)
Shake your bunda! (Shake your bunda)
That funky bunda (Funky bunda)
You're lovely bunda (Lovely bunda)
Break it down
Hmmm! Where
like I'm furious
Pour it up, I want all the juice
Hair down, get loose
Get loose, yeah
Get loose
Get loose, aye
Get loose, get loose
Get loose, get loose
me & kick it like Bruce
Yea I got the juice, so baby get loose
Uh, they ain't tell me I was this fly
I lived up to hype, & you just get by
Swish, can't
allegiance
Wit a funky malfeasance
And a tit for tat pretense
Give up puss never recent
Got cho back it's never frequent
You silly suckaz cuff em
But I on't
a rich muthafucka turn straight into a wetty hoe [Krayzie Bone] All the way from the see-Town To the muthafucking D-Town We down to get it cracking
And soldiers show that there bowdy rowdy
When I come around
I'm mr. waump waump
The one tighter than some new j's
Bout getting some to plays
That get me funky
Play a record by my favorite band
Jump up enjoy the sound
Show everybody how just how you get down
Get loose now, get down
Everybody everybody
Just taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now hit me
Ya, just hit me
Just start to chase your
tucked
Wrong move, get yo ass plucked
Wanna act up, that’s a man down
Waka flocka flame, luv them gun sounds
Like a trash man, we Gon dump rounds
And I got
assure you that you're gonna pay for it
(Pay up)
Son of guns, no, suns of sam
I'm more the son of Teddy Pendergrass
So high I almost hit the ceiling fan
a Instagram model told me scroll up
D**n and you know I had to scroll up
Buss it down when we pulling up that tour bus
It ain't just me, you can get at all
style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, so my brothers stay mutual
While I'm makin and takin, emcees shakin and flakin
Pre-heat my oven
the homies Blackstreet and Teddy
The original rump shakers
Shorty in down, good Lord
Baby got 'em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
boy you can't miss
My friend you get knocked down get up again
You can smell some of the funk when we breeze by
We got enuf shit to go round, hit
taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now, hit me
Yaaah!
Just hit me
Just start to chase your dreams
control
I rock Hip-Hop Soul
I just got a first down and it's goal to go
Giving up the booty language
Front to back
I get on that thing
I get
a young nigga, come up
Another punk, run up
And have to get his, gun up
Cause um I aint takin no shorts, like a newport,
Explortin' the fully joint
Now let's get started, let me break it down to a new track
It's the Funky Payback on wax
Some MC's thought I slipped
How that sound, bro, y'all
Nich' (hey)
The super duper, Superfly break loose
I'm deeper than Roots
Skywalk on niggas like I'm Luke
Punk, I flow rhymes all the time
Gettin mines
Get
back and monkey it
Loose booty
Junkie twist
Loose booty
Nunsense!
Loose booty
Jack and Jill went up a hill
To get a pail of water
Jack fell
make it funky
Stop being stingy knocka, pass that Brass Monkey
I step, off a stage, everyone knows, who I am
Grab the mic like Teddy Riley and I _Jam_
test the mics
I check 'em like sound, and like loose I'm down
Plus I done got better since Soul By the Pound, I maintain
"Maintain the rock"
and leavin 'em
I'm buckin 'em til they bleedin bruh
Hold up, fuck that, you tryin to get swoll up
By the mic controller, clip reloader
Frozen exposure,
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