Funkdafied

Lyrics

[Chorus] So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied [Verse 1: Jermaine Dupri & Da Brat] Open up, open up and let the funk flow in From this nigga named J and his new-found friend I'm hitting switches like Eric on the solo creep For yo' jeep, it's Da B.R.A.T.  Putting the dip in your hip from right to left It's the ghetto ass bitch and I'm so so def Nigga, that's my clique; nigga, that's who I rolls with And we kicks nothing but the fat shit Them calls me the funkdafied, funkalistic, vocalistic With the real shit, we got the shit you can't funk with (Why?) Because we so funkdafied (Why?) We make you move from side to side Well, it's da G. H. da E. T. T. O., nigga Brat and J.D. coming like that big baby So lay back and listen as I catch up on my pimping And freak this duet just like Ashford and Simpson Cause I'm [Chorus] So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied [Verse 2: Da Brat] Puttin' it down, puttin' it down ain't no 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 to Da Brat tat-tat-tat I got the shit to make your neck snap back Meaning I got the shit that'll get'cha bent Tear 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 hitting 'em with this grammar Letting niggas know that I'm the real mama jama Straight to the head like a chronic sack [Verse 3: Jermaine Dupri & Da Brat] 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 yo move, homes Breaking these fools off proper like It's S.O. S.O. D.E.F. dynamite 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 comin' at 'cha Baby we can't miss There's a new tag team in town Nigga, whoomp, there it is [Chorus] So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied So, so, so funkdafied