Groovy

Tyson McKie

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Tyson McKie


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I see a lot of niggas claiming king of rap, as if
I'm slick feeling myself been in the gym body bodacious or whatever
This really a bitchin' ass beat tho
Shit... I need a b-boy (Haha)

Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy
Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy
Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy
Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy

Ninetys baby, beat theme 80s&the body brazy (body-ody-ody)
Ain't nun worse than a bitch tryna top it lazy (Put ya throat in it)
If she suck the balls proper, she can second date me (Unhuh)
We ain't fucked in four years, I bet she still claim me
You hella lucky if the mouse on ya count of body
Way I work it in that box, she almost called me Roddy
Soul-food Sunday, ate her out, fingers taste like Lawry's (Haha)
I heard my old flow on his new shit, guess he roger that copy (I guess he Roger that Copy)
Niggas lookin stank cus I'm moving up in rank
You busy pitting us together, but ya arms rank
I was creeping with ya wife, she said you last less than a plank (And I oop!)
She said she love em cut, and yo foreskin stank (Sweater dick!)
Oopsy, I wasn't post to tell you about that
Fire sign, fire bars all up on these soundtracks (Unhuh, unhuh)
I'm good in my own lane, Ima choose me
And if dem bois want funk, jus know my niggas get groovy (Unhuh)

Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy
Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy
Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy
Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy

Before she get my ten numbers, card and pin number (Where it's at?)
IRide her titties like my penis got a vin number (Ow)
(Ima ride em!) Front and back like a mowed yard
I love double d's, dollas and diamonds, they get me so hard
Gym mouse, neva rat, I be on my Arnold
She said da dick crack so I call my shaft Ronald
I'm her play boy, no Heff
We bout to make a porno, put it on VHS
She give me coins bro, Mario (Mario)
I'm tryna be the highest sold Mickey Commodore sixty-four
I get shit poppin like Crisco
I'm bout to throw it back on em, swatch watch on my wrist ho
I'm bout to arch her, no sterling
I'ma tear them walls up, call her clitoris Berlin
We dancing dirty, no Johnny Cast' (Come on)
Ion mean toys or games when I say we playing hacky sack (Haha)

Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy
Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy
Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy
Funky fresh tunes
We about to get groovy

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Written by: Tyson McKie

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