A wanna be gangster
thinkin' he's a wise guy
rob another bank
he's a sock 'em
in the eye guy
Tank head
Mr Bonnie and Clyde guy
look him in the eye
not my kinda guy
Never wanna be
confusion proof
pudding's sweet
but too aloof
Orange eyed girl
with blackslide
Dew said
Yo homie
who you talkin' to?
A backed up paddywagon
mackin' on a cat's ass
One upper cut
to the cold upper
middle class
born to storm
on boredom's face
Add a little lust
to the funky ass
flea bass
most in the race
just lose their grace
The blackest hole
in all of space
crooked as a hooker
now suck my thumb
Anybody wanna
come get some?
If you have to ask
you'll never know
Funky motherf**ker
will not be told to go
if you have to ask
you'll never know
Funky motherf**ker
will not be told to go
woh woh woh
Don't ask me why
I'm flying so high
Mr Bubble meets
superfly in my third eye
Searching for
a soul bride
she's my freakette
soak it up inside
deeper than a secret
Much more
than meets the eye
to the funk
I fall into my new ride
My hand my hand
magic on the blunt
is a medicine man
Thinkin' of a few taboos
that I ought to kill
dancin' on their face
like a stage in Vaudeville
I feel so good
can't be understood
booty of a hoodlum
rockin' my red hood
If you have to ask
you'll never know
funky motherf**ker
will not be told to go
If you have to ask
you'll never know
funky motherf**ker
will not be told to go
woh woh woh