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Funk is my mother, is my father
Obsessed with creating author
Now I remember back everything was On the One
(Nah, couldn't get none)

Let me take you back a further than that
The Mothership connection and the rest of the
But think back, when Rubber Band hit the stage
With the bass, he'd send the crowd into a rage

Stop, up, and what do you see?
The Mothership in DC
So, yo, God for Parliament
Everybody funky knows they was heaven sent

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

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

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

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

Get up to get down, I said I'd rather be 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 the funk Mob is everywhere
be standing on the verge of gettin' it on
And George'll be the first to tell you when the gone
There's funk in everything you do so don't be

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

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

And if you funky you will learn
I confess 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 are you gonna
Get stopped, cream always to the top
See pop ain't I'm coming from

So haul to the and don't forget to bring your Bop Gun
Do that like 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

It's time to wake you up so I to suture
Stitch you up, and then I mend your
But red hot lover's got the booty
My lyrics amaze the vital juices, 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 to show

All the in the hood that I can flow
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 through your dome, all your home
But like Ice Cube said, once it's on
I won't bite though just to write a funky
I go platinum, for the very first I wrote my rhyme

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

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nothing but a party, y'all, haha
Haha, again, 1991, Shorty B
Hitting you off with [unverified]
Still kicking it for the Acorn

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