Funky Monkey

Hey I'm the new age beastie boy
Y'all go and tell your moms

I got that
Brass monkey
Got you feeling kinda lucky
Screaming baby please just fuck me
On the wall looking funny
Brass monkey
Got you feeling kinda lucky
Screaming baby please just fuck me
On the wall looking funny

Let me tell you a story about an awkward kid
Who never had confidence
Or sense on how to talk to chicks
I said sir it's easy just take a sip of this
Around here we like to call it that funky monkey shit
This that funky monkey
The funky monkey
This that funky monkey
Got you drunk and stumbling
This that funky monkey
The funky monkey
That funky monkey
Got you drunk and stumbling
So messed up that I can't feel my toes
Don't even know where I am anymore
Find me a bed and find me some hoes
Or a trash can but keep it on low
So messed up that I can't feel my toes
Don't even know where I am anymore
Find me a bed and find me some hoes
Or a trash can but keep it on low

Got that brass monkey
Got you feeling kinda lucky
Screaming baby please just fuck me
On the wall looking funny
Brass monkey
Got you feeling kinda lucky
Screaming baby please just fuck me
On the wall looking funny

Yeah and now the confidence grows
So you pull up your pants and head straight to the dance floor
B line for the fine thang sitting in the front row
But then you trip on your toes
And land straight on your nose
Now It's bleeding like period flow
Pissed off and you wanna go home
But than she walks up and offers you a tissue
And any drink that you want from the menu
You ask her if she's had the funky monkey juice
Yeah the funky monkey
Brass monkey
Funky monkey
Brass monkey
Funky monkey
Brass monkey
Funky monkey
Oooo



Credits
Writer(s): Zacharey Grammar
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