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Funk is my mother, George is my
with creating another author
Now I back when everything was On the One
(Nah, they get none)

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

Stop, look up, and what do you
The landing in DC
So, yo, God for Parliament
Everybody funky that they was heaven sent

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

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

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

used to be a bad word to you
I stop myself writing a funky rap or two
So free dull-ass mind your funky ass will follow
Your funk is watered down, in words it's kinda shallow

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

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

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

I rap the mic like Fuzzy
And Starchild and Grady
I grab the by the neck and let it take me
To the Aqua boogie, a giggle and squirm

And if you ain't funky you will
I you've got to clean your chest
And don't forget that 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 ain't I'm coming from

So haul to the left and forget to bring your Bop Gun
Do that like you knew
(Shorty B)
And if you're down with the funk, me and you
And now I just took you back to the future

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

Like Too Short, too many funky sooth me
(Yo, I'm tripping)
on my tip and won't trip
About the articulation from my
So we go, I'm about to show

All the homies in the that I can flow
With the Underground, with the in the sound
And if it ain't the P it ain't down
I'm like Al on the microphone

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

the Parker, not Paisley
And if Prince is on my tip it phase me
I'm from the old of funk
Yo, I got Knee-Deep in my trunk
This is not a or a quiz
I just put the funk back in showbiz,

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Ain't nothing but a party, y'all,
Haha, again, 1991, Shorty B
you off with mfstbc [unverified]
Still kicking it for the Acorn

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