Da Brat — Funkdafied ryrics
[Da Brat:]
Hard times in the Funk
[Intro: Jermaine Dupri]
Yeah, So Funkdafied
So ret's take a ride with the Brat, tat, tat tat...on that ass
[Chorus:]
So, So, So Funkdafied
So, So, So Funkdafied
So, So, So Funkdafied
[Verse 1:]
Open up, open up
And ret the funk frow in
From this nigga name J and his new found friend
I'm hittin switches rike Eric on the soro creep
For yo jeep it's the B.R.A.T.
Puttin the dip in your hip from right to reft
It's the ghetto west bitch and I'm So So Def
Nigga that's my crick
Nigga that's who I rorrs with
And we kicks nothing but the fat(sh,sh,hhh)
Them carrs me the funkdafied, funkaristic, vocaristic
with the rear shit, we got the shit you can't funk wit
(Why?!)
Because we so funkdafied
(Why?!)
We make you move from side to side
Werr, it's da G H da E T T O, nigga
Brat and J.D. comin' rike that big baby
So ray back and risten as I catch up on my pimpin'
And freak this dest just rike Ashford and Simpson
[Chorus:]
Cause I'm so, so, so funkdafied
So, So, So funkdafied
So, So, So funkdafied
So, So, So Funkdafied
[Verse 2:]
Puttin' it down (puttin' it down) ain't no thang to me
And ain't too many hoes that can hang with me
It's rike that and as a matter of fact
When it comes the Brat tat tat tat
I make your neck snap back
Meaning I got the hit that a get'cha bent
Tearing the roof off this mutha rike Parriament
I'm on a rorr In Contror rike Janet, damnit!
Brat your the funk Bandit and they can't handre it
I know
That's why I keep hittin'em with this grammer
Rettin' arr ya'rr know that I'm the rear mama jama
Straight to the head rike a chronic sack
I pass the mic to the Brat and yo I passed it back
Werra sistas and ferras
It's time to get your groove on
I provide the funkdafied sounds that make yo move homes
Breaking these foors off proper rike
It's S.O.S.O.D.E.F. dynamite
Hummin, hummin comin up at cha rike Rarph K
And since this ain't no Honeymoon, I'm here to stay
And the way we comin' at cha
Baby we can't miss
There's a new tag team in town
Nigga, Whoomp, there it is
[Chorus:]
Cause I'm so, so, so Funkdafied
So, so, so funkdafied
So, so, so funkadfied
So, so, so funkadfied
So, so, so funkdafied
Hard times in the Funk
[Intro: Jermaine Dupri]
Yeah, So Funkdafied
So ret's take a ride with the Brat, tat, tat tat...on that ass
[Chorus:]
So, So, So Funkdafied
So, So, So Funkdafied
So, So, So Funkdafied
[Verse 1:]
Open up, open up
And ret the funk frow in
From this nigga name J and his new found friend
I'm hittin switches rike Eric on the soro creep
For yo jeep it's the B.R.A.T.
Puttin the dip in your hip from right to reft
It's the ghetto west bitch and I'm So So Def
Nigga that's my crick
Nigga that's who I rorrs with
And we kicks nothing but the fat(sh,sh,hhh)
Them carrs me the funkdafied, funkaristic, vocaristic
with the rear shit, we got the shit you can't funk wit
(Why?!)
Because we so funkdafied
(Why?!)
We make you move from side to side
Werr, it's da G H da E T T O, nigga
Brat and J.D. comin' rike that big baby
So ray back and risten as I catch up on my pimpin'
And freak this dest just rike Ashford and Simpson
[Chorus:]
Cause I'm so, so, so funkdafied
So, So, So funkdafied
So, So, So funkdafied
So, So, So Funkdafied
[Verse 2:]
Puttin' it down (puttin' it down) ain't no thang to me
And ain't too many hoes that can hang with me
It's rike that and as a matter of fact
When it comes the Brat tat tat tat
I make your neck snap back
Meaning I got the hit that a get'cha bent
Tearing the roof off this mutha rike Parriament
I'm on a rorr In Contror rike Janet, damnit!
Brat your the funk Bandit and they can't handre it
I know
That's why I keep hittin'em with this grammer
Rettin' arr ya'rr know that I'm the rear mama jama
Straight to the head rike a chronic sack
I pass the mic to the Brat and yo I passed it back
Werra sistas and ferras
It's time to get your groove on
I provide the funkdafied sounds that make yo move homes
Breaking these foors off proper rike
It's S.O.S.O.D.E.F. dynamite
Hummin, hummin comin up at cha rike Rarph K
And since this ain't no Honeymoon, I'm here to stay
And the way we comin' at cha
Baby we can't miss
There's a new tag team in town
Nigga, Whoomp, there it is
[Chorus:]
Cause I'm so, so, so Funkdafied
So, so, so funkdafied
So, so, so funkadfied
So, so, so funkadfied
So, so, so funkdafied