Lyrics:
rile
Shaking the funk rile
Rip it apart style
Fakin' the funk pal
Dunk watch the punk
What now, watch your battleship get sunk down
Click, pow, nine
fuck bawal clan
Cannot stop trappin'
I need my money stretchin' like gymnastics
You a lil frou frou nigga talkin' plastic you fakin' da funk
And live in
cause Sodom I can feel it in your aura
Smell it in your scent, fo you walk through the door
Actin ShoNuff, when you really for sure
Fakin' the F-U-N-K for
show a nigga love, nigga.
[Verse 1- Young Bleed]
Nigga it burns for gold that rose before me that was fakin' the funk,
Long an behold I come to get
I'm hella G never fakin' da funk
I got the bass and I'm makin' it bump
Come to the trap and you get what you want
Don't even come if you lookin' for
can't locate on a map
That's why I grind hard and I ain't fakin' the funk
Never asked for a handout cause I just take what I want
My mind on bigger
not takin' no loss
Rockin' designer, no matter the cost
They fakin' the funk, they not ballin' at all
Every day I wake up, someone tryna kill my vibe
different for instance think about
romeo and Juliet put your dress over the puddle so it wont get wet
never less as I step in this ghetto love
aint no fakin
never play silly
Cheese with my steak like they do it in Philly
Big on the net
But you ain't with the plots
Fakin' the funk with yo ops
Talkin' that
the puddle so it wont get wet
never less as I step in this ghetto love
aint no fakin nor funk
just tell you what im from
so don't run just come and walk with
explodin'
My bitch bad like she kuromi
Fuck all these rappers
Be fakin' the funk
Swerve in that coup w the bass
Let it thump
Servin' that white girl and
She
not clear
Pop out like jack in a box
They asking how I got here
Fakin’ the funk
All them lil stories they be makin’ em up
Big bag of bills like some
These dudes fakin' the funk, I'm tryna teach
The youth the rules, players a used Foldin' paper, my nature, hooray for hip-hop
Used to chop rocks with
the trenches a drive you insane
Niggas get Ina jam get to pointin the blame
If I get Ina jam then I'm whipping my blam
Niggas fakin the funk for some views Ona
I’m old enuff to remember the drama 6 lefts and a right how u plannin on comin just end up lost how u plannin on stuntin fakin the funk is not conduct
(Im Ivory Jay & Your Listening to The Long Island Princess)
Bitches be fakin the funk
I call em ice spice these bitches my munch
Never trust a hoe
fuck who I want, and fuck who I dont.
He lie on his dick, he fakin the funk. Runnin and tellin yo friends that you hit, nigga you ain’t even lick
on
Yeah
Yeah there's a rumble and money got crushed into rubble
For fakin' the funk inside the concrete jungle
Dj Eclipse on the cut with Bill with him
like I do
Ain't no thang, we'll get a gangbang
Watch my dick swang and my nuts hang
'cause I ain't fakin the funk for no freak
If you ain't freakin then
smoke this
Cannabis is nice, six I'm causin a ruckus
You can't fuck with us, known for keepin it true
Not fakin the funk like bustaz, so what you gonna
you fakin' the funk
So I'm taking a dump on the industry suits and I'm yelling out fuck Trump
I get the sum in a lump
Dumbin' it down, so you pick it up
doubt that
You can find your route back
It's the outback ranger, sound shape arranger
Spells danger to any punk fakin the funk that got the vapes
With
gotta say peace to the NFL crew, you know who you are
And all y'all niggas talkin that gun shit
And won't bust a rhyme, stop fakin the funk!
Word, I'm
a bounty on my head like they been after me lucky charms
Any equivalency between us is false
Done sprinkling positivity and fakin' the funk
Tired of living
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