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Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin'Yeah alright |
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But we need a beat that they can front to |
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Oh, that'll work |
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Be funky |
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You know what I'm sayin'?(Cars ride by with the boomin systems) |
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(Cars ride by)Funky |
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For all the cars out there |
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And all the brothers |
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That like to front in their rides |
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Check it outYou know it's funky, funky, funky cos you heard it from hear-say |
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A jam that you love that don't be gettin' no airplay |
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Strictly for frontin' when you're ridin' around |
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12 o'clock at night with your windows down |
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Headlights breakin' 'cause your batteries drain |
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Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain |
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Parkin' outside of all the hip-hop spots |
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Push the E-Q and play connect the dots |
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Leanin' to the side, people everywhere |
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The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare |
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Big beats bumpin' with the bass in back |
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All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack |
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Cause they don't understand why I act this way |
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Pumpin' up the funky beat until the break of day |
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It's because I want attention when I'm ridin' by |
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And the girls be on my jock cos my system's flyGirlies wanna ride with a brother like me |
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Cause they be hear me gettin' funky frequently |
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They tell me don't drink and drive, I say what is this |
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Mind your business |
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Now pass it around |
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Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound |
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People in the street see me bobbin my head |
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While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said |
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I'm fronting, and I don't care if you know |
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The backseat of my car is like a disco show |
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You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone |
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Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne |
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Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top |
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Cruise, it's 3 o'clock |
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The girlies, they smile, they see me coming |
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I'm steady huming, I got the Funky Drumer druming |
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My trunk be shaking, vibrating and rattling |
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Pumping so loud, all the shorties be battling |
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A right-hand man's here without the swing |
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Every chance I get I'm showing off my rings |
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I can keep it up until the break of dawn |
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Cos I'm fronting in my ride and my word is bondSun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow |
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I don't give a damn if it cracks my back window |
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C to the o to the o to the l to the i to the n |
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To the f to the r to the o to the 'n' to the t to the i to the n |
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That means I'm chilling |
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Like Spoonie Gee said, my seats are soft like a bed |
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They recline way back, so I can get real cosy |
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I got the gangster tapes in the place |
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Like a base-head would say I want bass |
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I want a hit, I want a dose |
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You're rolling up smiling, but you can't come close |
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Cos my system is pumping loud |
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Like Rakim said I wanna move the crowd |
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I warm it up with Kane, fight the power with PE |
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Tell the cops you gots to chill with EPMD |
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This is something devastating that'll break your trunk |
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And remember, Uncle L is like the future of the funkYou know what I'm saying |
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Word |
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So next time you're in your ride pumping it up |
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Just remember |
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It's CoolPeace |