Alright... okay Alright... okay Alright... okay Alright... we'll make it funky for you now
I'm a child of the ahh - the 87 ahh From the streets - get on a beat and go ahh I could break it down like whatever ya ahh On some k-r-s be here forever type unh You-you-you-you know you shouldn't rhyme like unh Let them pussy niggas get in your mind like unh Baby boy you could do it take your time do it If you get the chance To be a man in a b-boy stance and advanced from the go I'll trace outer space with a unh The baby-sitter of styles - i've traveled miles with Bitches and... i've traveled miles with I've traveled miles with bitches and brew the ritual Of the real unh Your platinum but real unh's don't feel you You sampled real unh's and then filtered I'm built to last - at last i'm free The roots and sv be the family tree Sv and the roots be the family tree The roots and sv and the tree is unh Come on
As long as it's funky... alright... okay (yeah) As long as it's funky... alright As long as it's funky... alright... okay (yeah) As long as it's funky... funky for you now
I style for the ohh - wild for the ohh Baby girl let's go half on a child for the ohh Lick shot's pop lock and blaow for the oohh Like ra-i'll move a crowd for the ohh You talkin' loud but ain't sayin' ohh Trickin' paper on a unh... captain save-a-ohh I've never been... the type of nigga To take... a broad to the courts As a shorty i was always into sports Now i talk to drums and walk in slums and thoughts that's ohh Instinct to hustle-divided by the struggle Plus a couple of scuffle's and up to high shuffle Even when it sound muffled I bust through... narrow gates With king-sized thoughts that's sparrow shaped Before i came up i had to elevate Let a nigga move where he wanna move up to You don't like how i'm livin... well fuck ohh I stuck to what i was on... a star is born on a cusp Many angel's fell to the dust Leavin' me to trust... only a ohh Leavin' me to trust y'all only a ohh Leavin' me to trust in a - ahh ohh ohh ohh Ohh
Yo As long as it's funky... alright... okay (yeah) As long as it's funky... alright As long as it's funky... alright... okay As long as it's funky... funky for you now
Let your... imagination... dance to the Dance to the... dance to the hey Like nobody's watchin in a b-boy stance to the hey I'm funky like africans in france to the hey Yo hey... kick in the bass you Chasin paper like a bitch in a race Spit on or death, i still ain't picked up the ace The hundred... styles i run with thick in the race So let's ohh... yeah unh hunh
Yo As long as it's funky... alright... okay As long as it's funky... alright As long as it's funky... alright... okay As long as it's funky... funky for you now
As long as it's funky... alright... okay As long as it's funky... alright As long as it's funky... alright... okay As long as it's funky... funky for you now
Composição: Lonnie Lynn, James Yancey, James Poyser, Bilal Oliver