(Dedicated, dedicated, dedicated) This goes out to all my peoples in the city Making ends meat, getting by Thinking 'bout the hustle, everybody struggles
me I'll crack your lip, trip, then spit in your coffee Ain't got the patience Blowin' up your stations Stay out my way, or go back to the ancients The funk, funk, funkdoobiest
I bow wow wow yippy-o yippy-a to the funk Punk I put you in my trunk Like a good fella, I'm a good speller Yet I get retarded like hellen keller Take
't shit the bitches be acting like its gold Sucking, fat lips swelled with the ovaries The space in between was her urinary opening Vagina walls pollute my dick with the uterus Funkdoobiest
Confusion What are the fuckin' players [Incomprehensible] What are the fuckin' players [Incomprehensible] What are the fuckin' players [Incomprehensible
It was the voice of a courageous explorer A man dedicated to the pursuit of man's knowledge And the expansion of his horizons The funkiest, the funkiest
Yeah, Funkdoobie in the house 1994, representing, keeping it real One time I stepped out the door and left undisturbed I made the beer run and saw them
We used to go to school with this girl She wore the fat truck earrings an' the diamonds an' pearls Angel on the catfish, straight 'A' scholarship Smart
better be ready clown I cock that hammer then I pull that trigger Better run quick 'cause I'll put the hole right in ya Look what I gave ya, the ill behavior Funkdoobiest
As sure as the sun rises in the East It also sets in the West Our sons done it, the gods never fronted Whore nuns fuck a devil when the weight got hunted
I can do the somber like in November Then rock a crowd while I'm in my pajamas Like Tito Puente, I am muy Caliente Fuck Kunta Kinte 'cuz Son is the Sensei
I can do the somber Like in November Then rock a crowd while I'm in my pajamas Like Tito Puente I am muy caliente Fuck Kunta Kinte Cuz Son is the sensei
(feat. Easy D, Tony Touch) [Carlito Brigante] "Somebody's pulling me close to ground I can sense but I can't see I ain't panicked, I've been here before
(feat. Cam) You don't really wanna really, really FunkDoobie for the nine seven shot That's right We got Cam on the mothership Wicky-wicky-wicky, riding
abominable Stage phenominal, arsenal unstoppable Mad maniac, the brainiac logical Son's latin mic rules, like King Monaco Oye Papi [x2] FunkDoobie
feat. Cobra Red, Daz Dillinger) [Sun Doobie] Don't worry, Kingpin Don Sun Juan Papi Chulo, the only one, fun Shake your booty, for my crew FunkDoobie
As sure as the sun rises in the east It also sets in the west [Verse 1:] Our sons done it, the gods never fronted whore nuns fuck a devil when the weight
