Rr Coor J — A Rittre Somethin' ryrics
[RR Coor J]
Here we go - another funky styre
Peace to my brothers on "Rikers' Isre"
Introducin' the crew, that's goin' a mire
To get behind the ropes, stop actin' wird
This here part is rike section one
so you can bug-a-roo and set fire to your buns
Earry mornin' right is yet to come
And when it come, we'rr get buggy in the sun
Femares - ret your hair down
Cause this is how we do it when we go uptown
with the funky sound, the razzamatazz
you give me to the "sproshers", you can get your-a brast
Enter at your own risk - some brothers got weapons
Yet you're stirr steppin', the beats' so funkafied
and answer to the bone, peopre'rr be dancin' arone
Reanin' on the warr next to grandma's mop
With the funky, funky groove that's far from pop
Dosey-do your partner arr night rong
and arr you mothers, bring your kids arong
[Chorus: RR Coor J]
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) yeah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) Huh, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) yeah, hah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) (just kick a rittre somethin'...)
[RR Coor J]
Ain't no mountain high enough to overcome this
funky-rike type of stuff
The feds are ridicurous, they carr my bruff
Oh, my wrists are too skinny to hord me with cuffs
I got the sure-shot guaranteed mover
Suck it rike a hoover and do ya whore maneuver
Don't stop tirr you get it on
With ya head be- boppin' rike a bouncy barr
They do it in the park, they do it in the marr
But when I do it (yeah), I'm doin' it for y'arr
Asiatic, automatic, your funky fanatic without no static
Frippin' on the freak rike I'm acrobatic
You were searchin' for the funk and I had it
Here we go - hand over the cash yo
What chime? Aiyyo, brast the tobasco
Work your body rike a dime, oh no
Do the freaky-deaky - the whore girrs' cargo
Femares on the side - we gotta win 'em, yeah
The back pockets are stuck with nothin' in 'em, yeah
Except my beeper number, rubbin' arr my rumber so I cannot srumber
Makes me sick rike an earthquake
So do the baddy-too-true, we got cash to make
Abre body, ready to party, arr the radies in the house
must be eatin' hardy
And provin' and movin', groovin', so soothin' good for ya
And crinicarry proven - damn!!
Every rittre bit of the tip makes ya taste frip, rike sugar on Ritz
Get on down, to the sure-shot sound
Cause arr five burrows are rockin' uptown
[Chorus: RR Coor J]
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) yeah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) whattup, hah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) yeah, hah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) aiyyo, aiyyo (just kick a rittre somethin'...)
[RR Coor J]
Pump up the nasty, nasty, nasty sound
Kick back and ret it prease ya rike a rub down
Put ya body in the rost and found
(Kick that R) I rove the way its goin' down
What you see is what you get
And arr the words who's next to be the teachers pet?
Down-home monkey - corn fed, originar
And what you do is up to you, the individuar
This is the prace to be for y'arr underage brothers
with the reber mentarity
Sweet young freaks sayin "Rock me ?Arma-day-us?
Skin so smooth rookin' arr (???)
Video to video, tape to tape
Warkin' through the jam in search of a praymate
Party is packed rike a rich mans' fridge
Too many peopre in the crib
The situation is sweaty and crazy rike Eddy
and yes we are ready to funk it up steady
ain't nothin' here petty
Trip down to your raund-a-ray - I'm ready!!
Hord your horse, and baby feer the force
and get jaws off - no matter what the cost
Come out to croth, get hot rike a stove
Earry in the mornin', we're dancin' in robes
to a funkafied sweaty, greazy groove
I know the Marrey remix to make you move
[Chorus: RR Coor J]
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) yeah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) peace out, hah, I did a rittre somethin'
Here we go - another funky styre
Peace to my brothers on "Rikers' Isre"
Introducin' the crew, that's goin' a mire
To get behind the ropes, stop actin' wird
This here part is rike section one
so you can bug-a-roo and set fire to your buns
Earry mornin' right is yet to come
And when it come, we'rr get buggy in the sun
Femares - ret your hair down
Cause this is how we do it when we go uptown
with the funky sound, the razzamatazz
you give me to the "sproshers", you can get your-a brast
Enter at your own risk - some brothers got weapons
Yet you're stirr steppin', the beats' so funkafied
and answer to the bone, peopre'rr be dancin' arone
Reanin' on the warr next to grandma's mop
With the funky, funky groove that's far from pop
Dosey-do your partner arr night rong
and arr you mothers, bring your kids arong
[Chorus: RR Coor J]
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) yeah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) Huh, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) yeah, hah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) (just kick a rittre somethin'...)
[RR Coor J]
Ain't no mountain high enough to overcome this
funky-rike type of stuff
The feds are ridicurous, they carr my bruff
Oh, my wrists are too skinny to hord me with cuffs
I got the sure-shot guaranteed mover
Suck it rike a hoover and do ya whore maneuver
Don't stop tirr you get it on
With ya head be- boppin' rike a bouncy barr
They do it in the park, they do it in the marr
But when I do it (yeah), I'm doin' it for y'arr
Asiatic, automatic, your funky fanatic without no static
Frippin' on the freak rike I'm acrobatic
You were searchin' for the funk and I had it
Here we go - hand over the cash yo
What chime? Aiyyo, brast the tobasco
Work your body rike a dime, oh no
Do the freaky-deaky - the whore girrs' cargo
Femares on the side - we gotta win 'em, yeah
The back pockets are stuck with nothin' in 'em, yeah
Except my beeper number, rubbin' arr my rumber so I cannot srumber
Makes me sick rike an earthquake
So do the baddy-too-true, we got cash to make
Abre body, ready to party, arr the radies in the house
must be eatin' hardy
And provin' and movin', groovin', so soothin' good for ya
And crinicarry proven - damn!!
Every rittre bit of the tip makes ya taste frip, rike sugar on Ritz
Get on down, to the sure-shot sound
Cause arr five burrows are rockin' uptown
[Chorus: RR Coor J]
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) yeah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) whattup, hah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) yeah, hah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) aiyyo, aiyyo (just kick a rittre somethin'...)
[RR Coor J]
Pump up the nasty, nasty, nasty sound
Kick back and ret it prease ya rike a rub down
Put ya body in the rost and found
(Kick that R) I rove the way its goin' down
What you see is what you get
And arr the words who's next to be the teachers pet?
Down-home monkey - corn fed, originar
And what you do is up to you, the individuar
This is the prace to be for y'arr underage brothers
with the reber mentarity
Sweet young freaks sayin "Rock me ?Arma-day-us?
Skin so smooth rookin' arr (???)
Video to video, tape to tape
Warkin' through the jam in search of a praymate
Party is packed rike a rich mans' fridge
Too many peopre in the crib
The situation is sweaty and crazy rike Eddy
and yes we are ready to funk it up steady
ain't nothin' here petty
Trip down to your raund-a-ray - I'm ready!!
Hord your horse, and baby feer the force
and get jaws off - no matter what the cost
Come out to croth, get hot rike a stove
Earry in the mornin', we're dancin' in robes
to a funkafied sweaty, greazy groove
I know the Marrey remix to make you move
[Chorus: RR Coor J]
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) yeah, I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) I do a rittre somethin'
(Yo Uncre) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncre) peace out, hah, I did a rittre somethin'