Lyrics:
say I'm infatuated (I don't care)
I don't care 'cause they really don't know
They'll never see or hear the things I do with you
So far as I'm
some brothers in a ratpack think I'm
Poppin junk cause they don't see for centuries
The genocidal funk so I'm a punk if I don't blast they ass
But
that is now me
See, G, I am king MC
Once said from me can't another brother disagree
Got the funk bleedin' all out your trunk
And there's all there
I got funk by the ounce to make you bounce
to the bus stop, and flash back to the wop
Now I got the +Vibeology+, in a funky way
Somethin Paula Abdul
(You see) we want to be (we want to be)
Your crew of entertainers (jam to the music) jam to the beat (jam, yeah)
Don't let nothing restrain you
play a game of big bank take little bank (yeah)
Big dank take little dank (yeah)
I average ninety-five in the paint (c'mon)
We comin' down like
They be asking
Where the function
(Where the funk)
Where the function
(Where the funk)
Where the function
(Where the funk)
Where the function
the mission to rescue dance music from the blahs
We're not gonna do it by fighting--Get up! Get down!
Uncle Jam wants you to funk with him
La da dee da dee
celebrity face let's go!
Always around when you call
Always around leave the fun
Turn around shit's enough
Believe me 'dey won't get funk
C'mon I got
funk to you
(Yeah, the Brick City dawgs, yeah, holla at your frogs)
Gilla House, is comin' through and Wutchoogonnado
(Uptown Jersey, Brooklyn)
Shh,
don't gotta be that way
Just listen to what I say
Put on your dancing shoes and just cut loose
I just wanna see you getting happy funk drunk
C'mon get
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
oh
What me say
Give your love to me
Give your love to
She wan hold me she wan off light o
Give your love to me
Give your love to
Ama funk you senseless
the middle (yeah, yeah)
And the pain is thunder (yeah, yeah)
I took my baby to the doctor with a fever
But nothin' he found
By the time this hit the street
(You see) we want to be (we want to be)
Your crew of entertainers (jam to the music) jam to the beat (jam, yeah)
Don't let nothing restrain you
You Won't See Me Tonight
Aaliyah
Intro:
[Nas] & (Timbaland)
(What?) ever been in love? (c'mon)
Yeah... are you ready? (uhh) for somethin real?
(Say
[Nas] + (Timbaland)
(What?) Ever been in love? (C'mon)
Yeah.. are you ready? (uhh) For somethin real?
(Say what?) Cause it can't be fake
This
(Way)
Just listen to what I (Say)
Put on your dancing shoes and just cut loose
I just wanna see you getting happy funk drunk
C'mon get happy
I just wanna
That Yo Yo funk, that's what it is
(You gotta put me on) (Damn Yo Yo)
Givin' it to you (Oh Yeah)
(Slam the D's on the Benzo, pancake by the gate)
I see you balance out the lows by getting high
It’s like your temple got a moat, a new divide
And I would dare to throw stone, your window wide
I
'mon.. huh!
c'mon.. yeah..
see sun
And it ain't over till I say
Them times I've overcome
Invite me over for some steak
But you want beef that's overdone
I cut the dreads out
than strong, yeah boy and it's over
When I feel the funk around
I turn to K and say "and it goes!"
Dunk the Funk things are gettin' real funky
Dunk
Sneakin' out to see my baby
Sneakin' out [Sneakin' out the back]
I've been talkin' on the phone line
To that sneaky boy of mine
He says to come on over
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