LYRICS BORN - Funky Hit Records lyrics

rate me

Well it's one AM and I'm ready to rock

I got a million dollar record that I'm ready to drop

I'm 'bout to get it goin on, baby, ready or not

I make the FUNKY, FUNKY, FUNKY, FUNKY, funky hit records!

Well it's two AM and I'm ready to roll

I already got paid, now I'm out the do'

The Cadillac's in the back and it's ready to go

I make the FUNKY, FUNKY, FUNKY, FUNKY, funky hit records!

I've been a cocky dude ever since 17

Every chance I get, I practice my acceptance speech

Thank you Grammys, Academy, the MTV

Just give me this award and let's not make it everything

I do it huge, I'm just the cleanest that ya care to meet

In foreign sneakers, foreign whips and foreign denim jeans

From Honolulu off to Bonnaroo in Tennessee

What I'm about to do you cockatoos won't repeat

You think I'm playin, son, I'm "Serious" as Steady B

I'm so hot I'm like a barbecue in leather jeans

I'm so hot I've got your girl doin' the centipede

I'm cuttin' deep just like the Stones, baby, "Let it Bleed"

I ain't changed or strayed away from what I told ya

I still stand behind everything I ever sold ya

Spendin all your time waitin for me to fall don't you

You gonna be waitin hella long, partnuh, bring Sudoku

These writers won't fuck with me cause I'm Japanese

If they don't touch me, you know what? Fuck these magazines!

I'm breaded up already plus I got my legacy

It ain't nuttin stoppin' me from makin history

It ain't nuttin stoppin' me from gettin chedda cheese

Even after lawyers, managers and agencies

Even after Uncle Sam and them take a piece

Now I see how Gary Coleman ain't got anything

I'm so funky like Arnold and Dudley, man

I'm so funky like Chunky Soup and Hungry Man

I'm so funky, somethin like Booty's rubberband

Y'all so unfunky, y'all just a Bootsy coverband

You mighta had a chance, girl, but I'm murried now

You have no idea how much I be turnin down

You might ask what do I do when girls be flirtin now

I see ya comin, and I just turn around and bounce

I used to do the Kama Sutra in my Momma's Sentra

Like she used to do it in my father's Continental

And I do believe that moment was monumental

That's how I was conceived, let's keep that confidential

I'm old school like herringbones and nugget rings

My old school's on Pirelli's on Custom D's

I'm old school, give me mayonaisse and mustard, please

Ya flow's cool but now you ain't sayin nuttin deep

It's gon' be funk deluxe if it comes from me

It's gon' be top NOTCH to the umpth degree

Or at the very least it's gon' be a masterpiece

'Cause from me? That's what y'all accustomed to seein

(One AM...)

(I'm 'bout to get it...)

(FUNKY, FUNKY, FUNKY)

(Two AM...)

(That's right y'all, brand new!)

(Hit records!)

(Something to keep y'all contained, you feel me?)

(STEP BACK!)