Funkdafied (Single Version)

Album cover art for "Funkdafied (Single Version)" by Da Brat & Jermaine Dupri

Da Brat & Jermaine Dupri - Rap, G-Funk

Funkdafied (Single Version)

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Lyrics

[Intro: Da Brat, Jermaine Dupri, The D.O.C. sample] Baptized in the funk Yeah (Funky), so funkdafied (Funky) So let's take a ride With the Brat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on that ass [Chorus: Manuel Seal & The D.O.C. sample] So, so, so funkdafied (Funky) So, so, so funkdafied (Funky, unmistakably so) [Verse 1: Da Brat, Jermaine Dupri, Both] Open up your doors, open up your doors, let the funk flow in From this homie J and his newfound friend I'm hittin' switches like Erick on the solo creep For your Jeep, it's the B-R-A-T Puttin' a dip in your hip from right to left And on top of all that I'm So So Def Well, yo, that's my clique Ay homie, that's who I rolls with And we kicks nothing but the fattest sh... Them calls me the funkdafied, funkalistic, vocalistic That they ain't ready fo' but they just don't hear me though (Why?) Because we're so funkdafiеd (Why?) We make you move from sidе to side Well, comin' straight from the 6-0-6-4-4 It's Da Brat and J.D. (Tadow), big baby (Ha ha) So lay back and listen as I catch up on my pimpin' And freak this duet just like Ashford and Simpson 'Cause I'm [Chorus: Manuel Seal & The D.O.C. sample] So, so, so funkdafied (Funky) So, so, so funkdafied (Funky) So, so, so funkdafied (Funky) So, so, so funkdafied (Funky, unmistakably so) [Verse 2: Da Brat, Jermaine Dupri, Both] Puttin' it down, puttin' it down ain't a thang to me And ain't too many hoes that can hang with me It's like that and as a matter of fact When it comes the Brat-tat-tat-tat I'll make your neck snap back Meaning I got the hit that'll get'cha bent Tearin' the roof off this mutha like Parliament I'm on a roll In Control like Janet, dammit Brat, you're the funk bandit and they can't handle it I know, that's why I keep hittin' 'em with this grammar Lettin' all y'all know that I'm the real mamma jamma Straight to the head like a chronic sack I pass the mic to the Brat And yo I passed it back Well-a, sistas and fellas It's time to get your groove on I provide the funkdafied sounds that make you move, holmes Breaking these fools off proper like It's S.O. S.O. D.E.F. dynamite, right Humunah, humunah, comin' up at cha like Ralph K And since this ain't no Honeymoon, I'm here to stay And the way we're comin' at cha, baby, we can't miss There's a new Tag Team in town Uh, whoomp, there it is [Chorus: Manuel Seal] So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied [Outro: Manuel Seal] Da da da da da, da da da Da da da da da, doddy-yoddy-ya Da da da da da, da da da Da da da da da, doddy-yoddy-ya Da da da da da, da da da

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Credits

Writers
  • Da Brat
  • Jermaine Dupri
  • The Isley Brothers
  • Ronald Isley
  • Ernie Isley
  • O’Kelly Isley
  • Marvin Isley
  • Rudolph Isley
  • Chris Jasper