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here with this thang It's all delicious baby [Verse 3:] I got dat type of funk to make ya ?? scream three Six rappaz beein hunted by a killa MC I
I wanna just be laying by the pool But I’ve been in the studio And now it’s getting cold Got a hundred different things I gotta do Not enough hours
And tune in to real self-knowledge and creative power There's no feeling of being confined Well, it comes right to this, gentlemen Light this P-Funk
that will make you funk Intimidated by his 14 year old At 97 he's a different kind of funk We push together like a perfect hand and tongue You
a German Nazi Startled by the bases hittin' ground There's no trippin' on mine, I'm just gettin' down Sparkamatic, I'm hangin' tight like a fanatic
[Verse 1] I see them punk putos they coolin' by the lockers Sellin' crystal to their women fine freaks turned flaca Your lady say she love you but
The fish who keeps on swimming. Is the first to chill upstream. I want your fish right by me. That's how it has to be. The songs I sing they
back cuss you need help like you ain't leave me on my own I been feeling lonely, lonely No one by my side, don't need no homie, homie You ain't down
summer heat yea She'd simply hit me straight by pure surprise Electric power running through my veins This funk feeling I could not sustain Could this
favorite Don't forget to rep the mic no doubt Sicky Rhyme schizophrenics Untouchable rap fanatics Mi smo izgubljeni u glazbi i u funk snazi Ja vatam funk na
seen but when seen on the scene (who you with?) I'm with Green, gettin' cream, a "Wild Thing" like Charlie Sheen A "Wild Thing" like Tone Loc, I'm no
the cheese and I'm the macaroni So why all the fight and why all the fuss Because I ain't got no dust Yea, you know I'm getting silly I've got a grandma
the cheese and I'm the macaroni So why all the fight and why all the fuss Because I ain't got no dust Yea, you know I'm getting silly I've got a grandma
juice I had the blues but I shook them loose A jeep is blasting from the urban streets Loots of funk over hardcore beats The moon dabbles in
up) and have to get his (gun up) 'Cause, uh, I ain't takin no shorts Like a Newport fort, exploitin' the floor like Jordan Explodin' on the hoop
a bigger rep The trigger finger strapped I wanna see another nigga step I play the cards Lost by your dingy Mista Gilligan The mighty mad writer's
me on my cell phone just to ask me how many heffers did Swel done No comment, the mo' questions the less answers And some of you thugs win Awards for..
as I step up, my fuckin reps up, and snappin quicker I'm slicker than a zipper, get more wet than Flipper Got trunks and crates, full of P-Funk
nigga life has no meanin' Okay, see I be krunkin' to profession in American-oh Cristal Brothers Brandy all down the throat Steady dippin' call me Funk
The killa clowns in ya town raisin all hell * Tecca Nina wit the stamina comin to damage ya Buckin the bammer when I bust wit a bang And it ain't no clause
Boy, stop! You ain't no DJ I double dare, matter of fact, nigga, I double dog dare Any rapper to take it there with this player here Let's be
to get that shine Half the time life is all about waiting in line I do my dirt about my lonely I don’t need no help Mastermind with some gadgets I don’t
Ha ha Yeah yeah Make it butter I'm gonna Bankhead bounce! No doubt Ayo watch yo mouth! Ayo, one two three four five six seven Blaze
killa killa killa I'll pull your card Just got out of jail beat a murder charge Nigget niggaz in the hood don't take no crap Quick to get the gat
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