Lyrics:
mothafucking paper
Boot Camp Clik
Aight you know what I'm saying
Mad niggas want to talk about
That East - West bullshit
But you know it's all bullshit
Smith
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
as hell a pimp can't have you for cliental rocking high heels
Showing a** for the sex appeal
Dress by Jamal rich n***** you want em all riding foreign whips
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,
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,
it's enough for everybody
Check it, a hum dullah don't deserve to be a star
DoItAll, Lord Jazz, Funk Man, yo who we are Lords
Immaculate, push
life, live
Come play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
But we so hard pressed, to be impressed by these new rappers
They actors, and the fact is, you want that old thing back
What you wanna do?
What you
[Hook 1: Pharoahe Monch (Pete Rock)]
(Yeah), uhh, (uhh), yes
Yes, uhh, come on, (do it), yeah, uhh
You want that iced out watch don't ya (right)
You
[Hook 1: Pharoahe Monch (Pete Rock)]
(Yeah), uhh, (uhh), yes
Yes, uhh, come on, (do it), yeah, uhh
You want that iced out watch don't ya (right)
You
from W K are Funk
With DJ Moe Love, TR Love
We gon' bring it out by special request
For TR funky Love
Yeah, thanks a lot for that funky introduction
Owww!
Get on down [x3]
[Erick Sermon]
Well, it's the E wit the juice, I'm down to get loose
Strapped in black wit the nine by the boots
time anytime that you want to have a good time
You can have a good time
(verse 1)
It's Saturday night, I'm on the usual standing in the long line
purpose
From how we do slam a few, then you want to purchase
A dialogue of funk, you love to pop it in your trunk
I win, more disciplined than a Show-lin
the player $hort
Playing freaks like you is just a sport
I'm coming way too real and I can never be funny
Niggas like me just want your money
Give it up,
education
I live my life by the code of the funk
600 watt amps, 18's in the trunk
When I'm on the street, you
Gotta feel my beat, so
Throw your hands up if
hold the dice without six on the tea leaf
I know you want to win, so go on and try your luck
Punk, put your money on the floor and get bucked
By
hold the dice without six on the tea leaf
I know you want to win, so go on and try your luck
Punk, put your money on the floor and get bucked
By
and I give it to any nigga that want it
Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is down
Run it clown, come up off that, or I'm gon' gun
Yeah it’s dark by five
cold outside
plotting inside
on this cold ass night
got the devil in the trunk and we going for a ride
had me in a funk but
some more
In Blue Flame with your hoe throwing 1's on the floor, Oh
It's time right na to stop lying
Give em with they want
Hit em in the back of dome
teases
Mark this down as I state it...
I like my funk concentrated
The pop seem, hmmm, a little overrated
U sure can tell where we're steppin'
there's some
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