to ya baby That feel good to you. Let me ride it like a thug ride a 6 4 [x4] [Chorus: Sons of Funk] Were gonna go front, back, side to side You better
your water streaming down all around Here's my love, am I qualified in your eyes? I can feel myself deeper, deeper inside (pushin' in yo body) Ohhhhh....lay you by my sideI
was hittin' your ex hoe Shit I kept low, petro? your metro Politic, keep the chicken heads gobblin' Shit I?m drivin' in, come with funk halogen Terrorize
from Dixieland Callin' all you folks up north Y'all come on and give us a hand Callin' all the former's daughters Callin' all the preacher's sons It
fall Niggaz talk about killin' and never get to it Fuck the yappin', be true to it, do it Steady scream about your East and your West side But you ain
set up I was hittin your ex hoe Shit I kept low, petro' your metro Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin Shit I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen
Funkmaster Flex Intro: Aiight 60 minutes of funk. B-Side flava. Big shout to the overseer Shalaam, big shout to my man Rasta T. Funk Flex from the BX
I was hittin your ex hoe Shit I kept low, petro' your metro Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin Shit I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen Terrorize
fall Niggaz talk about killin and never get to it Fuck the yappin, be true to it, do it Steady scream about your East and your West side But you ain'
was hittin your ex hoe Shit I kept low, petro' your metro Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin Shit I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen Terrorize
take you to everywhere Where do you want to be girl ? Grooveman And we are sons of God! We are sons of Groove We are sons of Funk and we are sons of....
Niggaz talk about killin and never get to it Fuck the yappin, be true to it, do it Steady scream about your East and your West side But you ain't in
feat. Rasta T) [Funkmaster Flex Intro:] Aiight 60 minutes of funk. B-Side flava. Big shout to the overseer Shalaam, big shout to my man Rasta T. Funk
