Givin Up The Funk Lyrics

Givin Up The Funk lyrics

MC Breed:

- Hell yeah
- We got Ant Banks in the house, Peewee in the
house, Goldie in the house
- And we damn sure got Short Dawg in the
house
- And I am the forever lastin Breed hahaha

Chorus:(Repeat
2X)
Ohhhh, givin up the funk

Short Dawg:

Now I'm about to get
with this funk shit
And talk real bad to a punk bitch
Cause I'm that
nigga she'll dream about
Stickin my dick all in her mouth
Cause that
pussy don't last and i'm on the hunt
Bitches like that is all I want
But
you playin that roll and can't say why
Bitch get wit it lets fuck
tonight
It ain't cool, don't come with that shit
I'll fuck that fat ass
from the back bitch
Tappin that ass like Gregory Hines
You can have this
dick, but them legs is mine
Bitch, the pimp game is the motto
I'll put
you in the back of my El Dorado
Make that money so the story goes
Ride
that bitch like a set of vols
Dip in dip out of that traffic jam
Freaky
little bitch gotta have it man
She like to get that money from all you
tricks
Shit sound better than Parliament
I heard you was a hoe
Where's
ya pimp?
Bitch chose me and quit fuckin with him
Old once a month funky
cock bleedin bitch
Can't do shit except make me
rich
Yep

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Peewee:

You love to fuck around for
free
But now you fuckin round with Peewee
And being fine just ain't
enough hoe you's a diamond in the rough
So I'm sendin yo ass to D.C.
Get
me some cash to get my ?indica?
Make my cd's, you tossin senators
You
can't get crossed up with the pd's
They payin a cost to get g'd
You got
frost on your knees
Fuckin and suckin them d's
They usually be havin you
cheesin
I got the hook up for suckers
Skeezin for fees and you just send
me them duckets
I'm buying beatin disease
You tellim me what you want
bitch
You givin up the funk
But you gotta pay a lump
To this nigga
name Peewee
From the R-I-C-H-M-O-N-D
Bitch you can't hang with me cause
yo ass is scandalous
Bitch fuck it damn, that's the end
These bitches
want these inches off the dick, cause I'm with the
Dangerous
Crew
Motherfucker you's a punk and I can't hang with
you

Ant Banks:

Yo, be comin straight out the pussy
Holdin my
nut sack, quick let me bust that rap
How hoes get cussed at
Rashy, you
was a warthog, now you's a muskrat
So tramp, I ?? your tramp to much
bleedin
Tryin to pursue me, screw me do me
Wanted to do me, started to
chew me, then she blew me
Ya'll stay off my level six
You can't proceed
I'm like a rebel kid
Makin the devil get
Mad, when the bass and treble
hit
So wise up
Keepin yo eyes up
I'm lookin for bitches and bitches to
size up
I bust one and thumps one
I bust two and rise up
I'm ready to
slide my dick in something hot as wet as you
I bet its you
I'm with the
Dangerous Crew, so let us through
Give up the pussy, give up the
head
Drop yo panties and rub your clit
Do the splits, rub your
tits
Yeah, I like the freaky shit
So give it up to me straggla
Fuck
the cheese and bragger
Before I knock her out, beat her down and drag
her
Cause niggas be takin the pussy
Just give it up to me bitch
Don't
fight it
The last bitch that tried it, don't fight it
I'm just like a
bloodhound
You lick my balls and give me a rub down
You want me to eat
your pussy, but you stank bitch
Go scrub down
I get up inside the pussy,
spend my day in it
Lay in it, play in it
Wake up and go to sleep and
still stay in it
Imagine my dick's the basketball
Yo pussy is the
basket
I'm a dunk, smell the room you stank bitch
Cause you gave up the
funk

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M.C. Breed

Now as I slde on this track, I
won't be dissin no bitches
I'll just be clockin my riches
Now bare
witness as I spit this
Shit that give you the mumps, cause it bumps so
tremendously
And niggas be knowin they flowin up tigh as they pretend to
be
Some shit that they ain't
Some niggas front, but I can't
I'm sippin
tough on the drink
And makin barrels of bank
Yeah, so niggas save that
punk shit
I'm comin with that funk shit
See that's how i was raised and
my real niggas want this
So nut up or keep walkin
And shut the fuck up
when grown folks is talkin nigga
Before you get your back broke
Now what
you wanna fuck with a Oakland city mack for?
The place you can trip
on
Where the niggas be mackin, stealin, killin and pimpin to get they crip
on
And take it to the next phase
We goin city to city, leavin hoes in a
daze
That's why they call me bad ass
Cause I be puttin boogers on bitches
and fartin loud with my fat ass
But yo, I gets paid for that
And its a
fact I was strictly just made to mack
So what the fuck you know about
me
A loked out, funky ass pimpin OG
Fool, you can open your eyes but you
can't see
I just gave up the funk, now I'm O-U-T

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