Bad Mother Funker
She's a bad mother funker
She's a human sex machine
She's a bad mother funker
She got the power to make you shake your rump
To the bug
The latest dance craze these days
Is a dance called the rock
I understand you do it by going
From side to side, is that right?
Then there's the disco craze
That's got the world partying for days
But my specialty and my preference
Is a thing called funk
I can funk you to your knees
Oh, hallelujah, baby
I can make you say, pretty please
Release me from this funky spell you got me under
I've even been called the eighth wonder of the world
Tell 'em y'all
She's a bad mother funker
Bad mother funker, y'all
She's a human sex machine
She's a bad mother funker
She got the power to make you shake your rump
To the bug
I'm cool
Everything I do is with an attitude
I'm whatever it takes to get over
I can be Miss A-ditty
Or I can be nitty gritty
It all depends on what I want to do
I can funk you to your knees
Oh, hallelujah, baby
I can make you say, pretty please
Release me from this funky spell you got me under
I've even been called the eighth wonder of the world
Tell 'em y'all
She's a bad mother funker
Bad mother funker, y'all
She's a human sex machine
She's a bad mother funker
Oh, yeah
She got the power to make you shake your rump
To the bug
How 'bout a hand for my band
Ole, hoo, hoo
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Ohh, she's a funky, funky mother funker
I'm an entertainer supreme
That's what they mean
Oh, she's the belle of the ball
She's a bad mother funker
Bad mother funker, y'all
She got the power to make you shake your rump
To the bug
The clothes I wear are simply marvelous
Gorgeous and supreme
My wardrobe is simply every entertainer's dream
I'm not one to brag but I am super bad
I'm sore to the bone
Beware, fellas, I'll wreck your happy homes
I'll funk you to your knees
Oh, [Incomprehensible], baby
I can make you say, pretty please
Oh, take me, baby, I know
Release me from this funky spell you got me under
I've even been called the eighth wonder of the world
Tell 'em y'all
She's a bad mother funker
Bad mother funker, y'all
She's a human sex machine
Ooh, amen
She's a bad mother funker
Oh, she's a stoned fox, baby
She got the power to make you shake your rump
To the bug
She's a bad mother funker
I'm a bad mother funker, y'all
She's a human sex machine
Oh, she's love at first sight
She's a bad mother funker
I'm an entertainer supreme
That's what they mean
She's a human sex machine
She's a bad mother funker
She got the power to make you shake your rump
To the bug
The latest dance craze these days
Is a dance called the rock
I understand you do it by going
From side to side, is that right?
Then there's the disco craze
That's got the world partying for days
But my specialty and my preference
Is a thing called funk
I can funk you to your knees
Oh, hallelujah, baby
I can make you say, pretty please
Release me from this funky spell you got me under
I've even been called the eighth wonder of the world
Tell 'em y'all
She's a bad mother funker
Bad mother funker, y'all
She's a human sex machine
She's a bad mother funker
She got the power to make you shake your rump
To the bug
I'm cool
Everything I do is with an attitude
I'm whatever it takes to get over
I can be Miss A-ditty
Or I can be nitty gritty
It all depends on what I want to do
I can funk you to your knees
Oh, hallelujah, baby
I can make you say, pretty please
Release me from this funky spell you got me under
I've even been called the eighth wonder of the world
Tell 'em y'all
She's a bad mother funker
Bad mother funker, y'all
She's a human sex machine
She's a bad mother funker
Oh, yeah
She got the power to make you shake your rump
To the bug
How 'bout a hand for my band
Ole, hoo, hoo
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Ohh, she's a funky, funky mother funker
I'm an entertainer supreme
That's what they mean
Oh, she's the belle of the ball
She's a bad mother funker
Bad mother funker, y'all
She got the power to make you shake your rump
To the bug
The clothes I wear are simply marvelous
Gorgeous and supreme
My wardrobe is simply every entertainer's dream
I'm not one to brag but I am super bad
I'm sore to the bone
Beware, fellas, I'll wreck your happy homes
I'll funk you to your knees
Oh, [Incomprehensible], baby
I can make you say, pretty please
Oh, take me, baby, I know
Release me from this funky spell you got me under
I've even been called the eighth wonder of the world
Tell 'em y'all
She's a bad mother funker
Bad mother funker, y'all
She's a human sex machine
Ooh, amen
She's a bad mother funker
Oh, she's a stoned fox, baby
She got the power to make you shake your rump
To the bug
She's a bad mother funker
I'm a bad mother funker, y'all
She's a human sex machine
Oh, she's love at first sight
She's a bad mother funker
I'm an entertainer supreme
That's what they mean
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Writer(s): Norman Whitfield
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