Hurby Luv Bug - Gittin' Funky lyrics

(Come on) (Come on baby) (Yeah) Kid The ingredients for comin correct we select On the set beats and rhymes that are both in check Herby's behind the board cold gettin respect We are Kid 'n Play in total effect Play We're getttin funky, up to par And that's with a hyped up beat just playin on the guitar You'll feel the ba**, it's soft and wet - yes, honey You'll get a taste, but not just yet - right, money? Kid The beat is live, troop, so don't front on it Play Get it while the getting's good and just jump on it Minute by minute, yo, hour by hour Kid 'n Play got soul power We're gittin funky We're not profilin, we're freestylin Got you dancin in the aisle and, you be smilin From ear to ear, let's make this clear, dear Ridin the range on the rap frontier Here, is where we stand by popular demand Let's have a hand for the 4 man band Other MC's in the dust trailin We got quick on the horns just wailin around So if you're feelin down we're gonna cure that With the hyped up sound makin sure that A troopers gonna say at the end of the night That the boys were right and they rocked the mic Gittin funky Just call me Play I say, you gotta listen close If you don't dance to this, then you're comatose Cause I'm fierce, I'll pierce your soul Step back, relax, Jack, watch the heads roll A rhymin editor, competator competative So hyper you're gonna need a sedative Just take a hike on a bike when I'm on the mic Told you I'm a cobra, I'm ready to strike Administer, sinister, right, so savage Axe to the wax, I'm gonna do damage Like a volcano about to erupt Get set, I'm gonna wind it up I'm gittin funky I see you standin with the dumb look on your face Hey, if you came here to stand, you're in the wrong place You got to move your feet so there's no doubt Cause when I drop the beat it's time to work out Onto the floor, let's start to go off This ain't hardcore.. but yo, it ain't soft You been throwin wack rhymes at me Right 'n exact, I'm doin exactly What I wanna do, and what you gonna do Is clap your hands when I get in front of you Hype beats and rhymes are the recipe Yo man - don't even mess with me We're gittin funky A style that's bold, so cold that it'll freeze ya Numb your mind, give ya amnesia You'll forget why you ever stepped up to bat You try to dis, hah, we'll have none of that Listen to me, I'm known to please, gonna Lift up the crowd like Hercules when I I step to the stage the microphone I seize And defy you to try and take it from me Your brain must be numb if you think you got my number Boy, you're just dumb and I think you're gettin dumber To think that you could handle the Kid, ha-ha, just to dis Yo, I'm the best at this I'm gittin funky