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Potna Deuce - Funk Ride lyrics
[ CHORUS: Precise ] Come along and ride on it, baby Come on and ride on the funk [ VERSE 1: Baby Beesh ] I'm comin throooough like a drifter Suckers swim, let the funk uplift ya Another plot from the playa's point of view Fo' deep, been through a joint or two And young ????? wanna jock and rag But heffas don't trip if you get the nag I hook it up for the late night holiday I got the killer crossover plus they can't stop the trey It's all major when the pager starts to chirp I got hoes or maybe I got dirt A product of the city, slick in the oven Lovin to hear the funk when the head starts pervin Drinkin that stuff that'll kill ya I got so much love for my familia And real potnas on the slippedy slide Forget about your troubles and take the ride [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 2: Rube ] If you ask me, it's time for Young Rube to kick it I got the cup full of hard brown liquid So sick with this, don't forget the melody Now I know how I feel to be a celebrity I snap my fingers when I want some punani You think I'm bluffin ????? I ain't gotta lie to kick it or lounge I'm in a circle of funk and never out of bounds And then my potnas say what to do now Cognac to the head, boo-yaw I heard the competition flowin local That's when Young Rube said he'd go vocal Behind a funked out, bumped out earthquake All songs stuck on strong upon the first take So come inside on a ride, pony, giddy-up Break em off a chunk that'll funk the whole city up [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3: Chezski ] I'm thinkin if I should stop and do it all again I'm in and out of traffic with an evil grin Ridin with the funk ain't but an old trend And I push up on the gas and let the tail spin And maintain with the whole Bay I give it to em rough and try to fly straight I'm sideways I just smell the tires burn Funk ride heated when the spokes turn Let it coast as the rump shakes Short stop, they caught me with my running mates I gotta watch for the lead shot Sucker fools tryin to stop us goin top notch And let Potna Deuce ride To the funk and the feelin of the Bay's vibe We bring it out from the trunk quick Tryin keep from hittin bottom in a slick pit |
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