Let's face it, there's no replacement Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm laced with Avalanche on ya whole camp when I'm splifted Funk Doctor
drunk! I need a chunk, no better yet A hunk of that funk I get, uh! Damn I'm drunk! I need a chunk, no better yet A hunk of that funk Yeah I'm good bad
's Do It.. Aight We Got The Funk Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah We Got The Funk Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah What The We Got The F-F-Funk Rrrrra.. We Got The Funk We Got The Funk
Fidel Castro, no Tony Montana. A la mierda la fama, los aplausos son mi premio. Tu amas la fama como Leroi, yo la musica como Billy Elliot. Raper de diseno
: Hey..Hey...Hey...Uh...Hey...Hey...Hey [Billy Bats] Laissez tomber les mecs le sud reste reste le best, Les putes testent mais restent a terre,je
go Now, we got the Phila-Del-Phi why not top it off with an A? The Philadelphiadic rhythmatic way I'm straight from Philly Silly but rugged then a hill-billy
No Mas] Can I kicks it? I kicks it for the others so I kick it for you I gotta nag a dog and note to Billy - I gets down Sound's got a lot I got my own
: feat. C-Bone, Slimm Calhoun, T-Mo) [Big Boi] Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about Gangsta
the roll It's the pop, it's the soul It's the funk the hip-hop Oh DJ don't you stop It's the hits, it's the flops Billie Jean and She Bop It's the cream
' men Kick a tune like a can Scratch heads with stray cat I'm steady shapin' on these apes Plus the squad took some time off, with the wild funk So what
Like Brick was a funk band, fuck with Dazz What'cha sayin, you wanna step on the hardwood Rhymes'll beat you down like the back of a billy club You bite
say you ready for war, so I'm about to take flight nigga Dott Dogg, fuck all y'all I never liked niggas Break mics quicker than Billy the Kid pulled triggas
[Big Boi] Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah
toasters in your chest will make your shit hollow How's about them apples, oh is it too hard to swallow? Push your wig back, word to Big Moot and Bolo Billy
man to death Punk police tryna hide behind your badge Always tryin' arrest somebody All we gotta do is beat him with the Billy club Here I come, I comin
for 60 days 60 days, layin in the shade And on top of that I'm stone cold paid Packed the trunk of clothes and funk Jumped on the plane, now what's my
Shorty No Mas] Can I kicks it? I kicks it for the others so I kick it for you I gotta nag a dog and note to Billy - I gets down Sound's got a lot I got
