Lyrics:
yo hands in the air 'cause we back again
With Hershey L-O double see doe, funk by the kilo
And we know, how to keep it on the G Low
Incognito,
Well it was boring until Warren G came on the scene
put the G-Funk with the gangsta lean
its been about 2, is he comin through?
I dropped this one just
me as a quasar
Finally goin' Kamasutra crazy
Doin' it like I want a future baby
But I be careful where I shoot the gravy
Holding the base of it
been driven by attraction
In a strong way
Your body is bangin baby I love
It when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy sugar now
Tell me how you want
screen, cuties that scream
I'll need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in Queens
It be the ones you always knew, that want it on
Telling everybody
rocks
But we turned them over one by one until my only fear was the setting sun
I am overexposed but I don't want to go home
I want this summer to last
Ahhhh!
A showdown, it's all the way live
Between The Sugarhill Gang and
The Furious Five
Take your partner by the hand
Get out'cha seat
We're gonna tickle
on Mars, and all systems are go
Yo, it's three thousand thirty
I want y'all to meet Deltron Zero, hero, not no small feat
It's all heat in this day
a large double slam and...
Nope
What?
Can't do it
Why not?
No meat?
No meat man damn
Alright then, I'll take a salad then
Better grow yourself one
what's
can you freak the funk
Yeah, freak the funk
All right, freak the funk
Freak the funk (4x)
I want the farmer man. farmer man.
I want the farmer man. you
Happily got me some gin
Listenin' to the music
It pleases me like love
From the one from up above
Teaches you to grow up
And to waste not, want not, blood
Straight out the headphones
Yeah, yeah Funk Master Flex, baby
We gone set it off
Yes, yes y'all and you don't stop
To the beat, rough and rugged,
I escape from the world
To show niggaz that my style is superb
For what it's worth I'm gettin off planet Earth
but I gotta redefine gravity
on bears a further purpose (yeah)
From how we do slam a few then you want to purchase (yeah)
A dialogue of funk, you love to pop it in your trunk
I win,
the right amount of thick savory sauce,
Drippin' with noodle nuggets and Texas tough onions.
Mm mm that's hot, God Damn Hot.
Ask for it by name.
We don't ever ever
Give fuck
What you want
We just run it up
Hit a lick
On a chump
Just to get the bucks
From the east side
Outside wit the funk
We
Rock funk
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's not a game, no, with the Mecca Don flow
When the kids up in the Vernon got the flavor
It's
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
on bears a further purpose (yeah)
From how we do slam a few then you want to purchase (yeah)
A dialogue of funk, you love to pop it in your trunk
I win,
could never drop by, you can never stop by
Cause you can never top i
I got to hold back now i'm out before your turf
Because i want it all like the nigger
OJ with the Dom P
Bounce and bring it like it counts to be Luccified
CL is sextified and women spell me nationwide
You say you want my lips where
the night
Bring me another bottle
There is no end in sight go!
Who wants to get drunk with me?
You know it by now!
We're playing in a band
We quest across
the movie screen, cuties that scream
I'll need a extra Uzi riding through my own hood in Queens
It be the ones you always knew, that want it on
Tellin'
much funk, jump off from a wrong look
Make a wrong move one time and your life's took
Just the way it is when you're livin' in the city
The way we
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