Earthtone III - Funkanella lyrics

Clue (Clue) Clue (Clue) Clue (Clue) Clue (Clue)... [DJ Clue] New Outkast For my dirty South n***as [Outkast] Out of the basement Out of the dungeon Look at Georgia boys What have you done to them? Rippin and sippin Pimpin' and clippin' And trimmin' up all the women I'm swimming But it's odd to me your words are kind of drippin' I'm trippin' Your flow's non-existant b**hes missin' Like Eric Robert Rudolf Or Puss in boots with his boots off Howdy doo boss Check the southern slang boy I got a true drawl From East Pointe to New York It's OutKast and clue y'all Howdy doo, y'all (Howdy doo, y'all) Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller Oh Outkast and DJ Clue Aquamini and Roc-A-fella I got the doo-wops and the fellas f** the Haters and the Heathers Like my flows and ho's alike Cuz everything is 9 or better Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller Oh Outkast and DJ Clue Aquamini and Roc-A-fella I got the doo-wops and the fellas f** the Haters and the Heathers Like my flows and ho's alike Cuz everything is 9 or better Pissin' in the wind Or shootin in the dark Out on a blind date Maybe f**ing in the park Without a rubber on We are not alone When I was younger songs Had more f**ing meaning (Meaning) Now we are fiendin' for the new-new doo-doo Stankonians activate that part of you that don't mo-ove You think you're gettin' closer but you don't have a clue Who only plays nines's and tens on the 1 and 2's Hook (x4) We can do it too Funkanella, funkanella [k**er Mike] Allow me to remove your crew of those Iceburg sweaters Boy I've never seen soft punch a fella I remain in, the company of insane men I be the reason n***as in the jeep's will tuck they chains in Keep it swingin' Why you trippin' Hey we brothers I'm like why you sniffin' I got a snort habit motherf**ers!! n***as up the ante But all your high yella heffa, got you up her panties Leave b**h n***as naked like D'angelo Crying and close to dying on they grandma's flo' If you tell us where the dope at then I promise we go Stop crying, stop praying where the yeh at ho' Don't you dare scream Jesus I can snuff your mouth Money, dope, you let these D boys move out your house From Red Oak to Red Hook, I'm theme music for crooks Michael from Adamsville with a murderous look Leave you shook and n***a Punchenella, punchenella I urge to Rob, rob-a-Fella, rob-a-fella *Break {Speaking}* Ayo rob that fellow man And give me his god damn j**elry n***a Hell yeah n***a Strip down, strip buck naked for a n***a Get that for it n***a Strip n***a Yeah Black on pop n***a {gunshots} Man f** that n***a Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller Oh Outkast and DJ Clue Aquamini and Roc-A-fella I got the doo-wops and the fellas f** the Haters and the Heathers Like my flows and ho's alike Cuz everything is 9 or better [Slimm Calhoun] Now Slimm ain't havin' it A DF advocate Bustin' with Kast and Clue Now Calhoun with a 'matic means sh** can get tragic, mu'f**a So what you gon' do It's the deal pushing flash pan The big deal change I'm working up Two in the back Tocked out in the main Keep this thing blowin' for the heathers and the hatas Just got off the caper for the case in Decatur Now I stacked up and sacked up in the back to the block With eight bars to the heart To asert it I chop Keep working with 24 in the Glock Major deep game, aquamini and Roc Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller Oh Outkast and DJ Clue Aquemini and Roc-A-fella I got the doo-wops and the fellas f** the Haters and the Heathers Like my flows and ho's alike Cuz everything is 9 or better Who can rip like this Punchaneller, Punchaneller Oh Outkast DJ Clue Aquamini and Roc-A-fella I got the doo-wops and the fellas f** the Haters and the Heathers Like my flows and ho's alike Cuz everything is 9 or better Hook [To Fade] DJ Clue y'all Hard Knock Life backstage C'mon