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

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

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

There's Michael Hampton at one end of the
Banging out Maggot Brain 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, goo-ga
Yeah, you can do it, Humpty, be shy
But Shock G, come and reminisce with B
You that I was born one of the Funkentelechy
Humpty-Hump and the Horny Horns why you blow for me

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

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

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

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

You might imagine me funky though like
What is this? This is a to the Mob
Devoid of 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 funk by the and let it take me
To the Aqua boogie, with a and squirm

And if you ain't you will learn
I you've got to clean your chest
And don't forget that is on the one

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So would you, you funk, do you wanna
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 stuff you knew
(Shorty B)
And if down with the funk, that's me and you
And now that I just took you back to the

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

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

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

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

With the Parker, not
And if is on my tip it don't phase me
I'm from the old school of
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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nothing but a party, y'all, haha
Haha, again, 1991, Shorty B
you off with mfstbc [unverified]
Still kicking it for the Acorn

Yeah, Jerry Hodge is in the kicking it
Yeah, send a shout out to Shock G
'Cause without him there be no me
And M E, and I'm O U T