Drop it now
Gonna stop it now
Gonna git it now
Here he comes again
Hes gonna try to ruin my day
Never had a reason to dog me out
Dint never make em do what they say
Nine times outta ten
Ask im if he did he say no
Ill never be a turncoat
Never be the one
To sell your name at the grocery store
You come around
Funny stuff be goin down
Ask him how it happened
Yo he dont know
But I dont care what people may say
I aint gon let it ruin my day
The best remedie for a basket full of lies
Is funk
Aint nothin like funky music
...
Got to gimme some of that music
Here she comes again
She got to tell the story her way
Once shes caught a guy
That's doin somethin she dont wanna
Takin money when the crime dont pay
Every now and then
Youll do somethin ... they said
One mans justice is another mans fear
Dont you wish that you could sleep in my bed?
The only reason to say my name is to get your 15 secs of fame
Nobodys even sure what you do
But I dont care what people may say
I aint gon let it ruin my day
The best remedie for a basket full of lies is funk
Theres nothin like funky music
Let the music play
Im crazy 4 Cocoa Rock
Uh
Well, it might not be The Grand Progression
But it sure is funky
Right on
Funky music (Ha ha)
Funky music
Funky music
like dat keyboard, easy on the keys and easy on the beat)
Right On
Guitar man (Aint nothing like funky music)
U can do more than that cmon cmon (wanna give U some of this music)
Mouth guitar, Mouth guitar
How you gonna cap and be gone?
I hate to let you know but it's on
You might not like the taste
But Im still gon stick your face in this funk (stick yo face in it)
Gossip again?
Ho. Hum.
Listen to my drum
Digital music disappears in the daytime
When I 1st heard
yo face
Listen to my ba**
Time will tell
We are
Listen to my guitar
(Chorus)We dont care what people may say
We aint gon let it ruin our day
The best remedy for a big, fat punk is funk
Aint nothin like funky music
Turn the music up
Are you talkin to me?
All right
Somebody call 9-1-1
Yall trippin
Look here, Weavalicious
Cmerelet me talk to you
You and your boyfriend
Lemme tell you somethin right now
You run up on me again
With words or otherwise
And Imma knock both you punks out
Okay takeoff
Where da ambulance?
There you have it, world
That is pa**ing away
We dont care where you go
But you gotta get out o here
Okay?
Cancer, chronic fatigue, ugly or just plain po
I love all yall
Dont you ever mess with me no mo
Ho What time is it?
All right then
Thats it, yall
Im out like the Wolves in the first
But we gonna get it together though
Pookie! The limo warm?
Aight, Cool
Peace yall
Stay funky