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

Let me take you back a little than that
The Mothership connection and the of the pack
But think back, Bootsy's 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 that they was sent

There's Michael at one end of the stage
Banging out Brain with Eddie Hazel
Yo, I remember and you do too
He would always the Mothership down 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 know I was born 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 player that I brought my friends
She was fine, sweet with a touch of
No head, no Pass

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

Get up to get down, I I'd rather be with you
George and Bootsy, what a hell of a
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
be standing on the verge of gettin' it on
And be the first to tell you when the funk's gone
There's funk in everything you do so be stupid

You might me funky though like Cupid
What is This is a tribute to the Mob
Devoid of funk so my set slop
I'm kind of like Vernon

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

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

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So you, could you funk, do you wanna
And if I ask to funk are you
Get stopped, cream always to the top
See pop ain't where I'm from

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

It's time to wake you up so I begin to
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 funky words sooth me
(Yo, I'm tripping)
Trojan on my tip and trip
About the from my lips
So we go, I'm about to show

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

I'm blasting lyrics your dome, all through your home
But Ice Cube said, once again it's on
I bite though just 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 phase me
I'm the old school of funk
Yo, I got Knee-Deep bumping in my
is not a trivia or a quiz
I put the funk back in showbiz, y'all

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Ain't but a party, y'all, haha
Haha, once again, 1991, B
Hitting you off with [unverified]
Still it for the Acorn posse

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