Funk you

So get down
Or get up
Cuz you know that I don't give a fuck
And this sound is what's up
Yeah I know your in love with the funk
I'm clutch
So get down
Or get up
Cuz you know that I don't give a fuck
And this sound is what's up
Yeah I know your in love with the funk
I'm clutch
What
What

Limbs moving
I see that your perusing me
And you know that your language I'm fluent
Who sent the letter
Fuck your man I'm better
So why don't you bring that tight leather to me
And let me rock you like the sea
I'll show you who you want to be
Cuz this race the Grand Prix
And I got the trophy
So don't you dare provoke me
Because there's plenty of hoes sea
You see me
Who your boyfriend want's to be
The best by decree
The rest can't compete so flee
You know I got you on your knees
Don't wanna hear no begging please
I'm a plague I'm a disease
Here to infect the population
I came to rock the nation
This trains a leaving girl
So tell now is this your station
I'm here to make statement
You want my hand just take it
Far from patient if your with me just get in the space ship
So we can trace the universe as I spit verse
Don't converse no need to talk that'll just make things worse
And I can feel your thirst
And I ain't cummin first
I'm the type of guy that make your man look like the worst
Cause I'm so well versed
You think that I'm cursed
When I spit this three round burst
I'm first never last
Just a blast from the past
So get your hand up
And off your fucking ass

Get down
Or get up
Cuz you know that I don't give a fuck
And this sound is what's up
Yeah I know your in love with the funk
I'm clutch
What
What



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Francis
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