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Blue Funk
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God gave me a gift, to put people at ease
What I do is, what I do
If I was to sit down and try to tell you
Break it down, you know technically, I couldn't
Because I don't know, and that's the God's honest truth
What I do, is what I do, I hear a beat, I feel it, I write it, I say it
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
Check it, yeah
A bag of blue funk (aw, yeah)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (say what?)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
Kick it, come on
Hear me out, I got thump in my trunk (uh-huh)
That's all I really need, and a bag of blue funk (yeah)
Although I may be high profile, I keep a low pro style
Stay calmly, but my homies kinda wild
Mostly on the down low, now and then I hit a disco
Sport suits, drink milk, never cisco (yeah)
I read the funnies, watch Bugs Bunny cartoons
And at my crib I dig Bob Marley yard tunes (ya heard)
I take a spin in my Lexus coupe, sportin' sexy suits (yeah)
Sippin' sick, I sip chicken soup
I rip stages like a maniac, lyrics like a brainiac
And shows get torn no matter where we at (that's right)
A little bit more than better, I warm it up like a sweater
A money generator, fly honey dip getter (yeah)
Like I said before, thump in my trunk
That's all I really need, and a bag of blue funk (bag of blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la) (I'm kickin' it like this)
A bag of blue funk
Here comes the kid, can you dig? I got the flavor (uh-huh)
If you don't believe me, just check with your neighbor (say what?)
I get 'nough respect, from the roughest roughneck
And I'm wicked and unruly when it comes to a mic check (I know)
Drive a Jeep, catch beeps on the norm (uh-huh)
Never say much when I riff, 'cause I'm a quiet storm (uh)
Most of the time I'm coolin' in my crib, watchin' cable
And I got crazy honeys, far from dummies in my stable
I'm well known in my hood, like a gangsta
And when the time is right, I'd like to have a little Heavy-star (yeah)
I bust riffs, that'll incite the dead
And beats that make you stagger like the neighborhood wine-head (blow it)
I warm it up like a heater, or a funky, funky drummer beater
Brown sugar is sweeter, beats by Peter (yeah)
Like I said before, thump in my trunk (uh-huh)
That's all I really need, and a bag of blue funk (that's right)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la) (come on)
In the morning time I wake up with the sun, that's how I get up
When I walk the streets alone, when I'm far from home, I keep my head up (uh-huh)
Don't swing with many strangers, 'cause to me that's just a setup (woo)
If you're pushin' up too close, I might be ghost, and you'll get wet up (uh)
Not into showin' off, because I'm not the show-off type
I'd rather take my time, writin' rhymes and blowin' up mics (yeah)
Kill, just max, make loot pay tax (that's right)
On the ladies blow kisses, on the gents, tip hats (uh-huh)
I like to swing with girls, 'cause to me, it's a ton of laughs
But after the gig is past, we on to take bubble baths (yeah)
I was raised well, but now I raise hell
It's hard to make a livin', so now I'm livin' swell (uh-huh)
I never have a problem in the streets I'm too smooth for that
I never talk or walk with a gun, but run my crew with straps (tell 'em)
Like I said before, thump in my trunk (what?)
That's all I really need, and a bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la)
A bag of blue funk (blue funk)
(Get down)
(Get down)
Enough respect (get down)
To all the funk brothers
Y'all know who you are (get down)
Yeah, ya hear me man (with the Heavyster)
Big up all y'ard mussies (Get down)
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan, Mount Vernon, Uptown
Yeah!
Blue funk, y'all, you don't stop
We keep on
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