What the Funk

(Baby, I'm the goat like)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Backseat)
(Ride)
What's up, baby
You're listening to the smooth, smooth sound of Jungle Bobby
On 96.9
The Wibe

Girls just wanna have fun
Bobby on the beat, this song go dumb
Beat so hot, put ice on my tongue
She so hot, those jeans stay bum
Ooh, damn

Hop off the Benz, hop in the Cadillac
Hit the gas, I got cataracts
In the backseat blowing up on the internet
Ooh, goddamn, you bet I'm feeling it

On the street outside
Look at me shine, look at this ride
This King Bob rocking on the radio
Who that in the back?
That's JB, hoe

Move your feet 'til your feet go numb, yeah
Drink all night, you're drunk, yеah
King Bob got the funk (funk)
King Bob got the (got the)

Damn, I can't liе, this shit hot
(Damn, I can't lie, this shit hot)
Damn, wanna put that on the bop
(Yeah, this shit hot)
Yeah, what the funk you thought?
(Yeah, what the funk you thought?)
Yeah, what the funk you thought?
(Yeah, what the funk you thought?)

Gotta pop medicine, everyday vitamins
I'ma take everything, got a methamphetamine
Going outside, it smell like Hennessy
Walking on the rain with the bag out, the Élysée (whoa)

I got that funky, groovy
Lucy, goosey
Slidey, Toosey
Ushy, gushy
Bouncing Tushy
Bad and boujee
Magic movement, uh

Walking on the beat, man turn the bass up
Talk my talk, I need the pay cut
You so mad, now they don't wait ya
They love Bob (Bob)

Hmm, I need best of me
I don't know about the recipe
I just started but I'm excellent
Life is nothing but a funky dream

Damn, I can't lie, this shit hot
(Damn, I can't lie, this shit hot)
Damn, wanna put that on the bop
(Yeah, this shit hot)
Yeah, what the funk you thought?
(Yeah, what the funk you thought?)
Yeah, what the funk you thought?
(Yeah, what the funk you thought?)

Girls just wanna have fun, right?
Fun just wanna have girls night
Pour lil' drinks, sit back, relax, I mean
Do a lil' dance when you hear the track (I mean)

What the funk is this?
What the funk you got?
What the funk I need?
All the funk you got
Lentra on the beat
We will never stop
Bobby on the beat
This so funky, Bob

Damn, I can't lie, this shit hot
(Damn, I can't lie, this shit hot)
Damn, wanna put that on the bop
(Yeah, this shit hot)
Yeah, what the funk you thought?
(Yeah, what the funk you thought?)
Yeah, what the funk you thought?
(Yeah, what the funk you thought?)
(Yeah, hoe)

Yeah, hoe



Credits
Writer(s): Garrett Hartnell, Julien Bruce
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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