me Further and further and further Further away We Turn And we turn And we turn And give it away And we turn And we turn And we turn And give it away
I don't know though, shit fuck it We gon stay two deep in a fo' do' [Z-Ro] Slow Loud And Bangin', all in my trunk Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been
sho. Jump in my ride, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump, turn up the bump.
it, do it, do it Do it, do it, do it Do it, do it, do it like that Here we go again, check on your man Fast as we can, we got an evil plan If you can
mellow, mo We motivated a marsh pit like heavy metal Rock crowds from punk rock to soul And bring funk to monks and aunts and uncles What you getting good? We da real mother funkers Funk what you thunk we
but my tolerance level has now peaked And now it's time for some heads to get flown [DOVE:] We bring, we bring, we bring, we bring the peace of course
Intro: Yes yes y'all, ooh funk.... Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all From the ol schizzy with the yes yizzy y'all Ooh in come funk Yes yes y'all, to the
get lonely on top You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop You sell
[Chorus:] Straight up funk in your ear If you really want it It's over here [x2] And yo it's mad funkiness and we be blowing up blough tell me what you
Batters in the box, Suffa to pitch Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch And we the funk leaders, punks you can't beat us We bump and pump meters, we drunk
the box, (oww) suffer to pitch (what?), Hilltop hoods all up in this bitch. And we the funk {leaders}, punks you can't {beat us}, We bump and pump {meters}, we
