Lyrics:
give me the funk
Man moves in a manic motion
Hype hype give me the funk
Man moves in a manic motion
Hype hype give me the funk
Man moves in a manic
it up
Slam dunk da funk
A put it up
If ya got that feelin
Slam dunk da funk
A put it up
A put it up
By now you want to know
What hits you
away)
Dunk The Funk scratching
Fresh K is out running
Things are getting right
'Cause I'm a song kept warm all night
Crazy chilling on life
So there's no
bond
By the way whatever happened to, word is bond?
The brother ak lied to me during ramadan
I'm taking no prisoners, takin no shorts
Still drink
some bullshit
People promise you bowl of cherries but don't forget there are pits
No hints, it's quicks, it's like the water and grits
They got
then I fuck on my side piece
Stay by myself, cuz these niggas be slimy
We gon' fold his ass, no origami
I give her the test, like Johnny
She give me
bounce to this
Ain't no funk as funky as Doggystyle (bounce to this, bounce to this)
Come on, Death Row, Death Row, ay (bounce to this, bounce to this)
successful.
And it's by all means impossible to accomplish any goals.
[Lady TRU]
They say I'm hopeless
[Sons of Funk]
They say I'm hopeless, hopeless,
Laughin' at ya (ha)
Funk used to be a bad word
(sung by the group
Interspersed with stuff from
George and others)
Sittin in the woods upon a log
Finger
"Coo, Coolio! Show em what's on the mic!"
[Coolio]
I love the funk, and the funk loves me so
I'm stuck to the funk and I won't let go
Ain't no mountain
Gimme that funk, mmm (mmm)
Funk (funk), mmm (mmm)
Yo, gimme that funk (funk)
Oh yeah, baby, gimme that funk
Sho' nuff, that funk (funk)
Yo, yo
From 702, I got no friends
Had to catch the bus, I got no benz
Smoke by myself to stay in my zone
I don't give no fucks, please don't ask again, yeah
("Fire up this funk, fire up this funk")
Step into this intersection and take this rap
I got a vicious plot but first take me by the weed spot
I do
a nut or two
It really depends on what she's been through
So cool, ah choo, bless me, no
Bless you, oh man, I am, all, by myself
And don't what to do
(That Funk beat ooh
Funk beat
Funk beat)
I'm possessed
By funk
It's a spirit of nature
I started cooking in the kitchen
Give you something with
some bullshit
People promise you bowl of cherries but don't forget there are pits
No hints, it's quicks, it's like the water and grits
They got
I, never saw this comin' no by far
Steppin' on sticky liquid on the floor
Hell no, now I gotta clean my toes
Boy u got some explaining to do... What?
Funk With Us
I want that funk, that Parliament funk
Ohio Players, Bootzilla, Zapp, Gap band
Sly and the Family, I want Uncle Jam's Army to stand up
music will change ya
Our music will change ya
Funk lover soldiers come to ease your mind
Your soul's been drained by the same old lines
We've come
that funk
don't play shy, don't expect long good-byes
These are some of the rules that we go by
No demands and forget holding hands
Please, not
Yung Rich Nation! (Yo)
Migos!
This what they been waiting for
If you don't know what you're hearing
You're listening to that new trap funk
and
Close your eyes and hit the switch
We're going to a place where everybody kick it
Kick it, kick it, yeah, that's the ticket
Ain't no bloodin', ain't no
balm is a thing of another life
Yeah, we'll be fine. Gotta pay expenses by
Having all our dignity, in terms of money hidden in plain sight
Traffic's not
the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em, that's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin',
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