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W C Get Up On That Funk

yo (I know you can funk these words to the letter Get up on the funk and maybe you'll feel better, yo) [W.C. and Coolio] Get on up on that funk And maybe

Bentley's sittin on 20s Thinkin back, when I had the fall blue and black Pennys' Listenin to Faith on the Funk Flex tape (Ah-HEH!) Like BAM, before Diddy

know That was Warren G, that was Jah Skills, and that was the Twinz, hahaha This is the G-Child, spacekateer space cadets Its on like that and its on

-gonk (c'mon) I drink that Dom Perignon (oh) I drink that shot of Petron to turn me on (uh) I got that red eye bomb, get you stoned (yeah) I got them

!!! Go Ice get busy (x2) Go Evil Get busy (X2) Turn up your stereo,equalize treble Bass be kickin' stupid hard as metal On the mic tonight that's right your rhyme opponent M.C

the medics You can bet bitch you couldn't get fly if you were FedEx Can I, drop the funk on ya, run it on ya Strong as ammonia, smell it from

, c'mon, ba-bump Comin through the alley with a trunk full of funk Nigga who is you? Who me? Oh, I be that nigga from back in the days Once again up

on! (Where's the party at?) Ah! Ah! What? Ah! Ah! Ah! Come on! Pump it up! Pump it up! Like that y'all! Like that y'all! C'mon! C'mon! Bomfunk MCs Bringin

corna on the ? ? ? block I bring the funk Like that gap band I hit em up Mashin an blastin shotguns with the fat man Load the tech up Strap ya best up