Funkdafied Lyrics

Da Brat:

Hard times in the Funk

Intro: Jermaine Dupri

Yeah, So Funkdafied
So let's take a ride with the Brat, tat, tat tat...on that ass

Chorus:

So, So, So Funkdafied
So, So, So Funkdafied
So, So, So Funkdafied

Verse 1:
JD:
Open up, open up
And let the funk flow in
From this nigga name J and his new found friend
Da Brat:
I'm hittin switches like Eric on the solo creep

JD & Da Brat:
For yo jeep it's the B.R.A.T.
JD:

Puttin the dip in your hip from right to left
Da Brat:
And don't trip homey, I ain't for that walk
JD:
Nigga that's my click
Da Brat:
Nigga that's who I rolls with
JD & Da Brat:
And we kicks nothing but the fat shit

JD & Da Brat:
Them calls me the funkdafied, funkalistic, vocalistic
with the real shit, but ya just don't hear me though

(Why?!)
JD & Da Brat:
Because we so funkdafied
(Why?!)
JD & Da Brat:
We make you move from side to side
Da Brat:
Well, it's da G H da E T T O, nigga
Brat and J.D. comin' like that big baby
So lay back and listen as I catch up on my pimpin'
And freak this dest just like Ashford and Simpson

Chorus:Da Brat - Funkdafied - http://motolyrics.com/da-brat/funkdafied-lyrics.html

Cause I'm 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 the Brat tat tat tat
I make your neck snap back
Meaning I got the hit that a get'cha bent
Tearing the roof off this mutha like Parliament
I'm on a roll In Control like Janet, damnit!
JD:
Brat your the funk Bandit and they can't handle it
Da Brat:
I know
That's why I keep hittin'em with this grammer
Lettin' all ya'll know that I'm the real mama jama
Straight to the head like a chronic sack
JD:I pass the mic to the Brat Da Brat:and yo I passed it back

JD:
Wella sistas and fellas
It's time to get your groove on
I provide the funkdafied sounds that make yo move homes
Da Brat:
Breaking these fools off proper like
JD:
It's S.O.S.O.D.E.F. dynamite
Da Brat:
Hummin, hummin comin up at cha like Ralph K
And since this ain't no Honeymoon, I'm here to stay
JD:
And the way we comin' at cha
Baby we can't miss
Da Brat:
There's a new tag team in town
JD:

Uh, Whoomp, there it is

Chorus:

Cause I'm so, so, so Funkdafied
So, so, so funkdafied
So, so, so funkadfied
So, so, so funkadfied
So, so, so funkdafied