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Funk is my mother, is my father
Obsessed with creating another
Now I remember back when was On the One
(Nah, they get none)

Let me take you back a little than that
The connection and the rest of the pack
But think back, when Bootsy's Rubber hit the stage
With the star-shaped bass, send the crowd into a rage

Stop, look up, and do you see?
The landing in DC
So, yo, thank God for
Everybody funky knows they was heaven sent

Michael Hampton at one end of the stage
Banging out Maggot with Eddie Hazel
Yo, I that and you do too
He would always call the down for you

Ga-ga goo-ga, ga-ga goo-ga, ga-ga
Yeah, you can do it, Humpty, be shy
But Shock G, come and reminisce with B
You know that I was born one of the
Humpty-Hump and the Horns why don't you blow for me

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She said, I know the can you let me in?
Tell the guitar player that I brought my
She was fine, sweet with a of class
No head, no backstage

Funk used to be a bad to you
I couldn't stop myself a funky rap or two
So free your dull-ass mind funky ass will follow
Your funk is watered down, in other words it's shallow

Get up to get down, I I'd rather be with you
and Bootsy, what a hell of a crew
But since been lost, yo, I've been so lost too
So Flash your in the air

And don't forget that the funk Mob is
Don't be standing on the of gettin' it on
And George'll be the first to tell you when the gone
There's funk in everything you do so be stupid

You might imagine me funky though like
What is this? is a tribute to the Mob
Devoid of funk so my set don't
I'm kind of cosmic like

I rap around the mic like
And like and Grady
I grab the funk by the neck and let it me
To the Aqua boogie, with a giggle and

And if you ain't funky you will
I confess you've got to your chest
And forget that everything is on the one

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So would you, could you funk, do you
And if I ask to funk are you
Get stopped, cream always to the top
See pop where I'm coming from

So haul to the left and don't to bring your Bop Gun
Do that stuff like you
(Shorty B)
And if you're down with the funk, me and you
And now that I just took you back to the

It's to wake you up so I begin to suture
Stitch you up, and I mend your wounds
But red hot lover's got the booty
My amaze the vital juices, wanna do me

Like Too Short, too funky words sooth me
(Yo, I'm tripping)
Trojan on my tip and trip
About the articulation my lips
So here we go, I'm about to

All the homies in the hood that I can
With the Underground, the P-funk in the sound
And if it ain't the P it ain't down
I'm like Al Capone on the

I'm blasting lyrics your dome, all through your home
But like Ice Cube said, once again on
I won't bite though to write a funky rhyme
I go platinum, for the very first time I my rhyme

With the Parker, not
And if Prince is on my tip it don't me
I'm the old school of funk
Yo, I got Knee-Deep bumping in my
This is not a or a quiz
I just put the funk in showbiz, y'all

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Ain't nothing but a party, y'all,
Haha, once again, 1991, B
Hitting you off with mfstbc
kicking it for the Acorn posse

Yeah, Jerry Hodge is in the kicking it
Yeah, send a shout out to Shock G
'Cause him there would be no me
And M E, and I'm O U T