Funk It Up (feat. Larry June)
(Babe where my lighter?)
Now baby grab my lighter!
(Thank you baby)
(Ah! Yeah, thank you so much for that water baby)
(You know I love you right?)
It's a new day, I ain't talkin' 'bout the same shit
Side piece is mad 'cause I'm rockin' with my main bitch
Just pimp and get dope, plus these bitches actin' cold
Gettin' more for doin' shows than what I used to do with hoes
Wants to play doctor bitch but she gon' leave like they all do
My longest lastin' hoe with Harley B but she blew too
I saw her on the plane, honk an' wave when I pass through
Brand new shoes on the call back, a damn fool
Hey, it's Worthy, it's really nice to meet you
Couple glasses of rose, probably how a nigga greet you
Take your shoes off and hang your fur coat by the door
I ain't even tryna fud, baby we can take this slow
I been hoppin' off of planes, steady livin' on the road
I'm just tryna bring it back, pull Finell and get low
Yeah I used to be in P but you know how that shit go
Must've took a step back, this music shit took control
Funk it up! (Yeah)
(Go, shit) what you niggas doin'?
Funk it up! (Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)
One of my bitches in this motherfucker, what you finna do?
Funk it up! Yeah that's right
Yeah, what the fuck we doin' nigga?
Funk it up! That's right nigga we 'bout to funk it all up
(One, two, three, ah!)
Yeah they actin' like them bright lights out in Vegas
On the strip with my top down, knock the thick white bitch
She had a Rolls but, she said, "I don't need a P"
I said bitch stop, she shows up and gave me twenty
A blue and 60 flat, the first time a bitch chose rail, no seven
My nigga Kilo has snow, I has snow too
We on our way to mail Peters to go check a few, ma
Say it to me, now listen here sweetie
No don't go down there
Baby you can make a life changin' decision now
Choose up to me baby, suck it to me
Come here, shit, ah! Yes Lord!
Okay now that's it baby, huh!
One, two, three, tee!
Funk it up! (Yeah)
(Go, shit) what you niggas doin'?
Funk it up! (Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)
One of my bitches in this motherfucker, what you finna do?
Funk it up! Yeah that's right
Yeah, what the fuck we doin' nigga?
Funk it up! That's right nigga we 'bout to funk it all up
(One, two, three, ah!)
Funk
Funk
Funk
Funk
Now baby grab my lighter!
(Thank you baby)
(Ah! Yeah, thank you so much for that water baby)
(You know I love you right?)
It's a new day, I ain't talkin' 'bout the same shit
Side piece is mad 'cause I'm rockin' with my main bitch
Just pimp and get dope, plus these bitches actin' cold
Gettin' more for doin' shows than what I used to do with hoes
Wants to play doctor bitch but she gon' leave like they all do
My longest lastin' hoe with Harley B but she blew too
I saw her on the plane, honk an' wave when I pass through
Brand new shoes on the call back, a damn fool
Hey, it's Worthy, it's really nice to meet you
Couple glasses of rose, probably how a nigga greet you
Take your shoes off and hang your fur coat by the door
I ain't even tryna fud, baby we can take this slow
I been hoppin' off of planes, steady livin' on the road
I'm just tryna bring it back, pull Finell and get low
Yeah I used to be in P but you know how that shit go
Must've took a step back, this music shit took control
Funk it up! (Yeah)
(Go, shit) what you niggas doin'?
Funk it up! (Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)
One of my bitches in this motherfucker, what you finna do?
Funk it up! Yeah that's right
Yeah, what the fuck we doin' nigga?
Funk it up! That's right nigga we 'bout to funk it all up
(One, two, three, ah!)
Yeah they actin' like them bright lights out in Vegas
On the strip with my top down, knock the thick white bitch
She had a Rolls but, she said, "I don't need a P"
I said bitch stop, she shows up and gave me twenty
A blue and 60 flat, the first time a bitch chose rail, no seven
My nigga Kilo has snow, I has snow too
We on our way to mail Peters to go check a few, ma
Say it to me, now listen here sweetie
No don't go down there
Baby you can make a life changin' decision now
Choose up to me baby, suck it to me
Come here, shit, ah! Yes Lord!
Okay now that's it baby, huh!
One, two, three, tee!
Funk it up! (Yeah)
(Go, shit) what you niggas doin'?
Funk it up! (Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)
One of my bitches in this motherfucker, what you finna do?
Funk it up! Yeah that's right
Yeah, what the fuck we doin' nigga?
Funk it up! That's right nigga we 'bout to funk it all up
(One, two, three, ah!)
Funk
Funk
Funk
Funk
Credits
Writer(s): Larry Eugene Iii Hendricks, Jeffrey James Sidhoo, Sean House
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