Trunk (got the funk)
Jay Kurdy
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What you got in your trunk? She got the funk. She got the funk. We got's to funk
Kick it one time, I got juice for your mind. Sit back, relax, chill out and unwind to another drunk munk hit
Gotta get up on this mic cause I'm hypin, I'm gonna drop this track like a bowl, smashing
Bits and pieces randomly scattering, watch where you're standing
Beats and lyrics about to drop, we're here to funk it up
Ladies shake your butt, get the champagne poppin'. Adidas three stripe on the floor, straight lockin
Girls stood around looking hot, got me clockin'. Who's got the best frock for me to start dropping
Now I'm hoppin, mad like a hatter, teeth chatter. But what's the matter, I'm the rapper boy, what's the matter with you
Standing there alone, looking daft like Scooby-Doo. Get on the dance floor and be original
Yeah, here's what I'll do. Increase the voltage, it's like crank. Add a sine, line to the sampler
Manipulate my vox er, rox n locks, me a beat. So I can it straight, get into it
Like a vulture on meat I gotta eat, The sound tastes sweet, so let me chow down on my feast
Do forgive my manners, I'm a beast
What you got in your trunk? She got the funk. She got the funk. We gots the funk
I wanna make a toast to the ladies that are allowed to grab a drink and raise your arm
Shorties looking hot with the funk and they got special trunks for the lot
Where's the keys to the lock? Cause I like what you got, I like that you got such a big jackpot
Let me hit the repeater to the funk star in the sexy bra. This one's for ya and you're sexy arrrrrrrrr
With a trunk like a transit, nough to make a man sit down like they've just been shot by a bandit
Good with my hands like Gambit, enough about me. Time to kick back and let the gal get so low
As I drop the flow, too cold for the North Pole, Eskimo, you don't know
Uh-oh, I go psycho and kill you off like your name was Michael and you just might go scream, hee-hee
But there's no escape from me, so when you hear the bass in my voice, best believe
Punks, you best just flee, cause you'll get thrown in my trunk quickly
And driven around, what a funky piece. Matter of fact, yo, where's the keys
Time for me to roll up this bitch, peace
What you got in your trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk
I got a punk, you got a punk, I got a punk, you got a punk, I got a punk
What you got in your trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk
I've got a punk, you've got a punk, I've got a punk, you've got a punk, I had a punk
What you got in your trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk
She got the funk, we gots the funk
What you got in your trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk
She got the funk, we gots the funk
What you got in your trunk, trunk, trunk, trunk