Funkmaster Flex - Freestyle - Michelob lyrics

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[Funkmaster Flex]

Yeah, big shout to my man Michelob

Big shout to the Sound Pirates

Sixty Minutes of Funk, Volume II

Funkmaster Flex, let's get it on

[Michelob]

To the ladies.. five boroughs

Baby don't stop.. what you're doin

Baby don't stop.. (feelin you) what you're doin

(feelin you) Baby don't stop.. what you're doin

Baby don't stop.. (five boroughs) what you're doin

(make em dance to this) Baby don't stop

She weighed about a dime and plus, eyes filled with lust

Body parts make my CK's bust but can't touch

She's out with the next man, spittin out grands

He puttin jewels on her hands, that cost like land

I can't compete he got shit on the street, my dough's week

Got you laced in the illest of suites, Gucci sheets

So far from us, your hazel eyes front lust

or is it all these blunts, that be makin me nuts?

You got me feelin you, sweatin on your New York tone

I could be healin you, sexin you when he ain't home

A intellectual, baby we could start with the phone

or we could smoke some trees, like the birds and bees

Got me hot like gunshots, stuck like traffic

Drippin like Dom P, girl you so freaky!

Move your body round like a sex machine

But honeydip wants nuttin but the green

Baby don't stop.. what you're doin

Baby don't stop.. what you're doin

Baby don't stop.. what you're doin

Baby don't stop.. what you're doin ..