Flashlight (the Groovemasters` Mix) Lyrics

Flashlight (the Groovemasters` Mix) lyrics

f/ Busta Rhymes, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Q-Tip



[George Clinton]

Oooww! I lay me down to sleep!

Said ohhh I just can't find the beat!

Everybody say flashlight!

Aaaahhhh yeah!

Flashlight!

Everybody's got a little light!

Flashlight!

Everybody say flashlight!



[Vocal breakdown]



There's no use, oh won't you tell her go with me!

Say flashlight! Red light! Yeah!

Most of all need to find the funk

Said help me find the funk

Most of all, need to find it

Help them find it



Aaahhhh! Hey hey!!!

Everybody's got a little light!

Under the sun!

I gotta help em

Help em find the funk

Most off all, help em



Aahhhhhh!

Mooove your sexy body

Shine your flashlight

Get your rump out on the floor

Mooove your sexy body

Shine your flashlight

Get your rump out on the floor



[Q-Tip]

You got to shine the light because things ain't right

Funk signs up, makes for a good night

Kid let me tell you bout your fate

As the mothership connects in CC, Chocolate City

Got kids under pressure with the Bop Gun boppin

We non-stoppin, the whole joint cold rockin

Everybody up, we put it down for uncle jam

An allstar client plus the number one fan

Hold the Parliment funk so come and bump your rump

It's all for a good cause, eliminatin applause



[Busta Rhymes]

Eliminatin applause, eliminatin applause

Yo, come on baby let me suck your soul

And lick your funky emotion you know we on a roll

All glow as my people full of sorrow, tomorrow

You free your mind, your ass'll follow

Busta Rhymes come on complete, representin

Stay shittin on funk beats with George Clinton

Before we flip you really need to take a trip

On the fully equipped all expenses paid mothership



[Ol' Dirty Bastard]

This recordin is dirty and stinkin

Funky is the type of ?lepew? I'm thinkin

About, droppin this single on the charts

Lettin you know that the kid has heart

I never denied myself as bein dope

When a nigga slept on my jam

Nigga caught the notes

Hey sugar plum, hi, can you assume

Bitch that the volume never has tune

I'm not your everyday regular rap star

(....?....)

Beware of the hardware, please the hard way



[P-Funk]

(....?....) mayday

Not H-O-G day, payday

Palladium day

Stagin the L-I-G-H-T day

And can you feel it? Boo yah!

Oh you're fryin

Like he done take two hits a niacin

Kinda like a chemical (..?..)

Hot damn, holy smokes, what up

So we havin a huge discussion

And pretty soon, spontaneous combustion

We on the map, well you can just sit around

Or funk burn, you got to burn

Di du joogedy di di dince dice

Dum dum, dingbat damn, I say man

Let's try it again, show your friend

Is it true (.?.) naw, is it two eyes and hips?

Well how the hell we gon get out this shit?

And then the shit get lit



[Repeat these phrases till fade]

Most of all, help them find the funk

Help them find the funk

Help them find the funk, the funk, the funk

Everybody's got a little

Everybody's got a little light

Everybody's got a little light

Help them find the funk!

Flashlight! Flashlight!

Everybody's got a little

Flashlight!