Lyrics:
you like this funk, Then put yo name on it
It's like buzzards when it stunk they get all up on it
And we bringin it here, the purpose is clear
Slap that
And some Swishers by the box
Walk out the in door
I spark my indoor
Got me on another planet
Ewok, Endor
Whippin speedy like arriba
Shotgun my senorita
All my friends they love to come an party
Neon clouds
An Ranin all 20's
Feel the funk
Just rock all through your body
Where'd you go when you ran
outside the white house
Sweet Black fruit that went sour drenched in gun powder
Tombstones teddy bears they bring flowers
Generations decimated by some
Tell me what u want yea (Tell me what u want)
Every pack I got, got funk yea (Pack I got, got funk)
Tell me what u need (Need)
Got different
a mystery
But I see it clear
And I just got back from hunting
Got shot by a deer
When I write down my lyric
And I have no clue what to do (oh)
I just write
(chorus 3)
Who said that funk was done just by one.
Who said that it was never ever done?
Who said the two of us couldn't groove.
It wasn't me but maybe
man and have you pissed at me
Just like old times, remember how they used to be
I was the only female on the mic that you want to see
But times have
Now... who got the beat that makes ya bump?
And who got the bump that ya thump?
Well, I got the funk that makes ya bump
So we gon funk this
[Waves Splash]
Yeah
Ugh
SWENDALoso
[Chorus]
We could Fucc by the shore beaches that’s sandy
Do ya wanna see the sunrise in Miami
Love the look
tracks, drop the funk on your ass
Beating like a dope fiend
Back seat riding in a limosine
Telling that freak all about me
The creater of greater,
a pitch only cheese can see
Pack funk like sweeninin pack tallacy
Its me that Brat so ease on back
And let me slide on up to the top of the stack
Fron
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
that I can rock a funk rhyme
Hey yo, ice-cube chillin
Cause we got the gats and knack to see the kids top billin
Impressionalist, not
celebrity face let's go!
Always around when you call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around shit's enough
Believe me 'dey won't get funk
C'mon I got
the bamboo
We puff the bamboo everyday!
I don't live by the sword I
Don't live by the gun
I live by the gas station that
Sells blunts by the one
My floor is
of funk outta here, I gotta go see ya!
Now... who got the beat that makes ya bump?
And who got the bump that makes ya thump?
Well, I got the funk that makes ya bump
So we gon funk this
dawg
I'm the realest, believe me
Niggas can't see me, they'll take a life to be me
Ye-yeah, who the fuck I rep? Can you remind me
It's Funk Volume
with the dog then you must be a cat
Now tally ho and away we go, see you next week with a brand new show
I want the funk I want that OG
There's
take too long, let's move it
'Cause when you take too long, you lose it
Who said that funk was done just by one'
Who said that it was never ever
a dramatical cameo show
And now you know DJ Polo
These party people are ready to go
See it's a demo
It's a demo
It's a demo
It's a demo
It's a demo
Cause I know what I got is mine
For me
It's all
Borrowed time
As I lay by the window
Take me now
This peace of mind
Enchanted by the symbol
The world
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