Funkdafied (explicit)

I promise the funk the whole funk and nothin' but the funk...yoooooohoo

Chorus: i be da b-r-a-t the new lady wit dat shit ya can't fuck wit (say 2x)

Verse 1:

Uh, fool sittin' all fat brat tat tat tat (bitch and its like that)
Well let me lift you to the sky
Just climb aboard the b-r-a-t ride
Those with no love i stay about like god
Quick to pull ya trigga nigga quick to pull ya card
And it don't stop and it don't quit
In ninety-fo i be the sho shot shit
And in years to come shit ain't gonna change
Sosodef, you know the name of the game
And those that say they don't, nigga bitch please
Cuz, we be known for makin' dem geeees
Settin them swole, steady going gold
Whateva we release, whateva we unfold
So now you know in ninety-fo who's the shit
And who's got the shit dat you just can't fuck wit

Chorus

Verse 2:

Well yo, i ain't no joke never have never will be
Down your whole block you can feel me
All i do is keep fucking it up
The doper my shit the bigger my come up
Now tell me have you ever heard a female vocalist
Swift like this that kick shit like this?
I don't think so, i don't think you know
No hoe that can flow like i flow
And plus if you like it rough and rugged then you love it
Play it say it day to day you never ever get enough of it (wooooooo)
Ain't i ridiculous its dat bad mamma jamma
Like hammer you can't touch this
(don't fuck wit) my shit (nor) my click
(don't even trip) cuz you bound to get split....biiitch
Ain't no thang ain't no thang
For me to put it down and make you motherfuckas swang

Bridge: di di di dah di di di dah di day
All you suckas anxious won't you please come out and play (say 2x)

Chorus

Give it 2 you
1 for da money
2 for da bass
3 to get ya goin'
Cause da brat in da place


It's me, da o.g. funk bandit (whose dat?)
Da b-2 da -r-a-t and in fact
If you ain't heard of me
Take a seat, lay back and listen
As i bust 4 yo ass on dis funkdafied mission
(just kick off your shoes and relax your feet
Party on down wit da brat and her beat)
Now it goes like dis and dat how it goes
I'ma give it to all you negroes and hoes
So listen up, make sure you listen up well
And don't miss shit cuz this bitch be bad as hell
(true of matter is i splatta it) talk shit
And in a gangta's way dat's how dem fool's get dealt wit
So want you wanna do bitch, don't even trip
(step up, step up) and i'ma bust yo lip
Cuz i know dat you know dat i know you don't want me 2
But keep on trippin and i'ma give it 2 you

(brat is da fantastic, romantic, single-handed bandit,
And damnit)
Don't get no betta
Betta it don't get no mo
Than da flo dat i flo
4 you negroes and hoes
Devastating, captivating, elevating, am i
Operating and i love 2 get high
(well nigga fire up, nigga fire it up)
At your request i guess it's time for me 2 get fucked up
It goes (1 puff,2 puff, 3 puff, 4)
From the bottom 2 the top, top 2 bottom i go
So now you know, what i ain't and what i is
It's da baddest new bitch in da hip-hop biz
O.g. is what i (am)
A brat is what i (be)
Blounts are what i (smoke)
And you can't see (me)
So let it go, cuz my shit is tight
Take it how it give it and enjoy da night

4 da nine fuckin 4, it's da brat and you don't know
You betta ask some muthafuckin body
Lodi dodi i came 2 party
Beeee-itch!!!


Word up hey, word up hey, word up hey, 4 real doe
Shit, word up hey, word up hey, word up hey, 4 real doe

(verse 1)

I am..... quick to pull the trigger quick to pull your card
Hard late for the boulevard
It's da b to the r a t with the bump
Sendin good vibrations from the trunk to the front
Of your ride (ride) where i live that's what they like (like)
So that's what i give
Somethin for them fools when they crawl and creep
And creep and crawl, it's fa all y'all
Well..........

(hook)
Who's that makin that funky noise?
It's da brat-tat-tat-tat bustin out on that ass
Fa all y'all, fa all y'all hey hey hey (you don't hear me, though)
Who's that makin that funky noise?
It's like that, it's like that, it's da brat
Fa all y'all, fa all y'all hey hey

(verse 2)
Now that da brat's in the house yo the house is packed
Guys and girls everywhere with a hump in they back
As i sling my funk like a vodoo moose through the hood
All fa y'all cause everything is good
Now..... lay back listen to the phattest
Listen to the baddest rhymin apparatus
At a status you ain't got to check
Cause y'all knows that i definitely gets wrecked
So, uh

(hook)

(verse 3)
Gotta give thanks to the funk when it's time to pray
With some fine ass dank now it's time to play
That shit from that ghetto ass bitch me be
B to the r a to the t
Just niggas and bitches on every side
Waitin for the chance to get funkdafied
And all they gotta do is learn the words of this anthem
I'll grant them if you can chant them
Like everybody else..

(hook)

I promise to funk
The whole funk
Nothing but the funk

I promise to funk
The whole funk
Nothing but the funk

(verse 1)
Now back from the 6-o-6-4-4 full of indo
Untypical is that bad ass ho
B to the r to the a to the t
Ain't no bitch is this industry that can see me
The city of c-h-i is where i'm from
The 3rd motherfucker to drop the bomb on the bomb
And here i come steady breakin bustas off
Up to bat is da brat and ain't a damn thing soft
About me, no doubt the b-r-a-t
Is all up in that ass for the motherfuckin ninety's
So funkdafied who can be this lady
Brat westside bustin like a 380
From the top of my head to the sole of my feet
Broke down smoked out locced out is she
That bitch that'll hit ya get ya
And when you bumpin up my shit may da funk be wit 'cha

(hook)
Fall into the groove of the waxin
Let my music take you high-e-i
Lay back kick it and enjoy the ride
And move that body from side to side
(repeat)

(verse 2)
A real fresh voice over top of low frequency
Is the chain like connection between you and me
Why? cause i got that bump de de bump
And baby you got them humps in your trunk
So it's on (shit)
Lay back nigga we fin to ride
I gotta get high i gotta get mine
Baptized all up in this funky shit
Fired up is that bitch that you just can't with
I got what you need do you wanna fly?
This is your brain on drugs and i
Have been captured taken over by
The captivating strength of the most funkdafied high
It's like fire locked in my bones
Get smoked the fuck out it's the funk bring it on (oh yeah)
And that's how i hit ya
And when you bumpin up my shit may da funk be wit 'cha

(hook)

(verse 3)
Hypnotized by a motherfucker puttin it down
It's da brat watch your back when i'm in your town
Cause i gotta be funky i gotta be me
I gotta be that same bitch from the streets
A woman of my clad
Commin up with the motherfucking funk so i know my track
Right, can you feel it do you hear what i hear
Nothin but the funk bumpin up in your ear
Double s-o definitely
So locced out that it's just so s-o crazy
Brat on that ass fallin back once more
Getting filled on full with that shit from the ghetto
You better ask somebody if you don't know
I'm from chicago and you can't fade this ho
And that's how i get ya
And when you bumpin up my shit nigga take the funk wit 'cha

(hook)