Lyrics:
to the funk 'cuz the funk is it
Seein' Shortie on the floor tryin' to show the skirt
I wanna, run up on her and push up on her and
Kick some Willie Bobo and let
give to me
Let me be the one
And I’ll back it with promises
Won’t be no hit and run
If I strap you down w harnesses
Makin the ground shake
Whipping
If it wasn't for Mary id prolly have a job by now
Getting more apparent times is hard right now
And I can't keep up with your expenses
Every time you
we bump and do the glide
To the futuristic funk with the groove inside
Guided by the devastating mic finesse
And the truest test, who will do it best
see he went from Willie to Louie
Now he really loose with it
Gon Help him sing it to the end
Psychedelic New Age Soul Funk Hippie
Paint me by
• Krizzz
01 - Intro (voice by Julia Marks)
02 - Porn Kings - Up To No Good
03 - Xirallic - Breakin Beat (cequo Remix)
04 - K Deejays - Your Face
to the funk
'cause the funk is it
seein shortie on the floor
tryin to show the skirt
I want to, run up on her and...
push up on her and..
kick some Willie
my waist so you know what I'm toting
I don't need no gang boy I slide by my lonesome
I slide on anybody, give a fuck who it is
I'm only tripping about
there is no tomorrow
You’ll probably be surprised and you think that we are too young to drive
Nobody’s gonna stop us
We’ll take you by the hand and lead
yellow, and green to keep white folks from running into each other
By the way how you gon' invent a cotton gin when you ain't picked no cotton?
If necessity
treats can hit the fridge for more sweet
SPLASH, and let me do my thing til it's hot and sweaty
Reload the CamCorder, I guess by then you'll be ready
the whole atmosphere changed ("What the fuck?")
rrarahrhagharhar rharhagahgahrahgh
I was surrounded by some Martians in the hut about to front
I
the bill
(chorus)
(verse 2)
Now wait a minute, hold up, you still want to test me
I'm spraying out lyrics like water from a jet-ski
Oh no! You're still not
fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend
a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
"Funk soul, on deck
Prince of the ghetto
Omega supreme
Danger Mouse
We do it like this"
[Chorus]
"Sometimes I get the feeling
I got to put
Hootie Hoo
Follow the funk from the skunk
And the dank that is crunk in the Dungeon
It goes on and on and on, like that
Going out to the Jeeps
home again
And we ain't tryin' to kill each other cause brother we all in
Beautiful black women give 'em much respect
And ain't no funk 'tween
Nefrettiti's in the house
And she finna kick it like this
Come on now
Come on
[ verse 1: nefretiti ]
So just call me the spark, held by the flame
Once again my
man
Regardless of what the stakes is I`ma play my own hand
And I`m tired of being let down by my so-called friends
Regardless to the blood shed ? no
You know your heart's not in it
And yet you can't look much ahead cause you are blinded by doubt
Just take a chance and do it
Cause there ain't no time
To the funk, to the boogie
To the rhythm, to the hoodie
To the trap, to this block rocking beats, make it moving
All this high class people shit is
Man that shit so funk, so dope
These hoes don't want no smoke
I know this flos like woah, like wait
Like oh shit
Lil bro bout to blow
I exhale indoor
she said that's what she want
I can't hang with no lame nigga, I can't fake the funk
Did that shit right off the muscle, I'ma flex just like I'm Funk
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