Funky For You Lyrics by Common

Funky For You Lyrics

    f/ Bilal, Jill Scott

    Chorus: Bilal, Jill Scott

    Alright.....Okay [4X']
    Alright......We'll make it funky for you now

    [Common]
    I'm a child of the ahh - The 87 ahh
    From the streets - Get on a beat and go ahh
    I could break it down like whatever ya ahh
    On some K-R-S be here forever type unh
    You-you-you-you know you shouldn't rhyme like unh
    Let them pussy niggas get in your mind like unh
    Baby boy you could do it take your time do it....
    If you get the chance
    To be a man in a b-boy stance and advanced from the go
    I'll trace outer space with a unh
    The baby-sitter of styles - I've traveled miles with
    bitches and....I've traveled miles with.....
    I've traveled miles with bitches and brew the ritual
    of the real unh
    Your platinum but real unh's don't feel you
    You sampled real unh's and then filtered
    I'm built to last - at last I'm free
    The Roots and SV be the family tree
    SV and the Roots be the family tree
    The Roots and SV and the tree is unh
    Come on

    Chorus;
    As long as it's funky....alright..okay [yeah]
    As long as it's funky...alright
    As long as it's funky...alright...okay
    As long as it's funky...funky for you now

    I style for the ohhh - wild for the ohhh
    Baby girl let's go half on a child for the ohhh
    Lick shot's pop lock and blaow for the oohh
    Like Ra-I'll move a crowd for the ohhh
    You talkin' loud but ain't sayin' ohhh
    Trickin' paper on a unh... Captain Save-a-ohhh
    I've never been.. the type of nigga..
    to take.. a broad to the courts
    As a shorty I was always into sports
    Now I talk to drums and walk in slums and thoughts that's ohhh
    Instinct to hustle-divided by the struggle
    Plus a couple of scuffle's and up to high shuffle
    Even when it sound muffled..
    I bust through.. narrow gates..
    with king-sized thoughts that's sparrow shaped
    Before I came up I had to elevate
    Let a nigga move where he wanna move up to
    You don't like how I'm livin... well fuck ohhh
    I stuck to what I was on... a star is born on a cusp
    Many angel's fell to the dust
    Leavin' me to trust... only a ohhh
    Leavin' me to trust y'all only a ohhh
    Leavin' me to trust in a - ahh ohhh ohhh ohhh
    ohhh
    Yo

    Chorus: repeat 4X
    As long as it's funky [yeah]
    alright..okay

    Let your.. imagination.. dance to the..
    Dance to the.. dance to the hey
    Like nobody's watchin in a b-boy stance to the hey
    I'm funky like Africans in France to the hey
    Yo hey.. kick in the bass you..
    Chasin paper like a bitch in a race
    Spit on or death, I still ain't picked up the ace
    The hundred.. styles I run with thick in the race
    So let's ohhh.. yeah unh hunh

    Chorus

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