George Clinton And The Funkadelics Mommy What`s A Funkadelic Lyrics

Mommy What`s A Funkadelic Lyrics

If you will suck my soul

I will lick your funky emotions

(Hey baby, hey...had something last night...man, it was strange...it taste so


good...it was some

good stuff)



Do it again

Yeah

Hey baby

What's your thang?

What say we touch each other?

Mess around and get our thing goin' on

Yeah, ha, ha, ha!

Ohh, ohh

Whoa!

Yeah



Shucks!

Ba-ba ba ba ba

Ba-ba ba ba ba

Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!



By the way, my name is Funk

I am not of your world

Hold still, baby, I won't do you no harm

I think I'll be good to you

Fly on

Hmm, hehhehheheh

Whoa



Lord!

Like I said, I won't do you no harm

I am Funkadelic

Dedicated to the feeling of good

And baby, I'm good at being good

Let me play with your emotions

For nothing is good unless you play with it

Yeah

Fly on

Fly on, baby



So...nasty!

I didn't make the rules

I follow them

And what's so nasty about funky music?

Heh, heh, feels good to me!

Lord!



Ba-ba ba ba ba

Ba-ba ba ba ba

Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!

(x4)



Whoa! Yeah!

Wait a minute

Do you feel that?

Lord

Lord, baby

Fly on

Fly on, baby



Let me kiss your mind

Hahha

Let me slide a yard of tongue down your throat

There's nothing wrong with that

Merely a kiss

Why is everyone afraid to say:

Kiss me baby! (make it?)

Whoa, yeah

Kiss me baby!



Kiss me

I like it like that

I like it like that

Owww!

Play with it, baby

Play with it

Play with your emotions

Go ahead, brother



Release all of those feelings

We don't need no words

Just feelings

Do it again brother, oh!

One more time, oh!

Yeah

Oh!



I recall when I left a little town in North Carolina

I tried to escape this music

I said it was for the old country folks

I went to New York

Got slick

Got my hair made, hehheheheh

I was cool, heh heh

I was cool

But I had no groove, hehheheh

No groove, no groove, no groove, no groove

I had no groove

But here it comes!

But now, fly on baby

Here it comes

Cuz I got it

Fly on baby

You got it

Dig

oh

Dig

(x6)

Dig, baby

You got it

You got it now

You got it

Fly on

Fly on sisters

Play on brothers



Ba-ba ba ba ba

Ba-ba ba ba ba

Ba-ba ba ba bomp bomp buh buh buh buh bah!

(x2)



Can you feel that baby

It's called Funkadelic music

It will blow your funky mind

Yeah!

(rolling on the one, tape's in motion