Lyrics:
so you know my ass high
Funk made by my nigga named X,
Bitches with the fat lips and fat ass, I want to sex
Check this, nuts to your chin now fin,
you want
We still goin bring the funk
G's up put it down, and ya weed to float
We be havin' fun, no one could do the things that we do
We be
so cute when you tell me how you plan to kill the sky
By building robots to solve the curiosity of time
I want you to tell me how you do it
(do it)
I
(Check it out y'all) --> Big Daddy Kane
[ VERSE 1: Mos Def ]
Well it's the ill funk freaker, keynote speaker
To make a crowd jump up and outshout
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 and males
Both
Michelle, I freaked her well
Her pussy got hotter than flames in hell
I geed this girl, her name was Tammy
I didn't want to do it cause the bitch was
nothing happens
Cuz it keeps on fucking me up
Find my way out of this storm
Get myself out of this funk
I can barely breathe I choke
Love is creepy love is
thought you knew, but yet and still
You want to get real, now it's time to peel, you say chill
And feel, the motherfuckin' realism
Snoop Doggy Dogg is
thought you knew, but yet and still
You want to get real, now it's time to peel, you say chill
And feel, the motherfuckin' realism
Snoop Doggy Dogg is
about the Zig-Zag smoke
See it's a West Coast thing, where I'm from
And if you want some, get some, bad enough, take some
But watch the gun by my side
and precise
Special effects will be created by an editor's splice
The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin'
Bust a move to my groove work your body do
Whassup, motherfucker? yeah it's
The funk dropper, the punk stopper
The trunk popper ready to break
Y'all off something proper
You know I'm
Because there's plenty of hoes sea
You see me
Who your boyfriend want's to be
The best by decree
The rest can't compete so flee
You know I got you on your
shit that's occurrin
I don't like it
I don't like it one mother fuckin bit
Trick Daddy:
Free me
I've been captured by some
nigga?)
Making more hits to slap in your trunk
They know this is gangsta funk
Take your risk and get what you want
Fuck with this, I figured he won't
I'll stop, well, put it like this
It's like me selling some dope because my girlfriend wants to shop
Wrong reason, whatever the season, hey winter,
getting to it by myself
No confusion
No bottom barrel shit
Top of the shelf pharmaceutics
An I don't want yo help
If you gone brag about what you did
I
The Lords of Funk is the hip-hop bookies
(The joke's on you, Jack )
(Ha-ha-ha)
Break it down
(The joke)
(Ha-ha-ha)
(The joke)
(Ha-ha-ha)
(The joke's
Ugh
Hey, ugh!
Walk with me
If you want
I'm Gone get that real funk
Real funk ya!
I'm on green tree right now
Right now
You can get this somehow
Tell ya
and you can't go wrong
Haven't felt like this in a little while
Tell it by your smile, you's a pretty little liar
Tell it by your style, you's a little bit
Boogey Man
Manic mad musician, maker of noise
That's jocked, by your homeboys
I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest shepherd around
I was
a strong way
But I've been driven by attraction
Your body is bangin'
Baby I love it when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy
Now tell me how you want it
Yeah!!
[Chorus]
Pass it off I want to flip (I got the loaded clip)
Pass it off and move back (I'm reachin in my napsack)
Pass it off I want
had it to here
Just watching the world go by
This is the year
That either we do or die
Sell out, sell out
Yeah, that's the name of the game
Sell out,
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