Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All Star Funk, artist - Bootsy Collins. Album song Play with Bootsy: A Tribute to the Funk, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 22.09.2002
Record label: EastWest
Song language: English
All Star Funk |
All Star Funk Old School in a new way |
(ooooh shake shake shake it bubba) |
All Star Funk Old School in a new way |
(ooooh shake shake shake it baby) |
All Star Funk Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands get up and dance and shake it with me |
All Star Funk Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands get up and dance and shake it with me |
All Star Funk Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands get up and dance and shake it with me |
All Star Funk Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands get up and dance and shake it with me |
Ah-I grew up I grew up in Pittsburgh Playground |
We were gettin‘ down |
Radio stations |
Funk for all nations |
Old School New Funk we were gettin‘ down (Ouwee) |
Old School playground funky underground (Rap on baby) |
New School Old Funk we will show you how (just dream it bubba) |
New Funk Allstars bring it up to now (Yeah) |
Funk for a new day |
(by the way what is your expiration date, baby) |
Let my peoples ride (we like to groove and funk) |
Let my ballers ride (we like to groove and funk) |
With my funky style (we like to groove and funk) |
When my lady glides (Foooonk it up!) |
All Star Funk Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands get up and dance and shake it with me |
All Star Funk Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands get up and dance and shake it with me |
All Star Funk Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands get up and dance and shake it with me |
All Star Funk Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands get up and dance and shake it with me |
Uh, beautiful mama some big blue hamas |
Shakin‘ your drama you’re makin‘ all the puppies holler |
Throwin‘ me dollars and then they don’t have sense |
A-poppin‘ their wallets and then they don’t have rent |
All Star Funk, Old School in a new way |
It’s a new day! |
(Say whatta!) |
Hit me! |
If it’s broke then you fix it |
Just keep it awesome, frisk it |
We‘re just kickin‘ the ballistics, keepin‘ it all futuristic |
(Yeah, every time, it’s three times, press it rewind shocks the April showers |
and be |
Wise) |
Baby, we Allstars, all Gs in the game |
I’m callin‘ all cars rollin‘ clean on thangs |
I said we Allstars, Originators from papers |
Them Superplayers in Gators |
Innovators with flava |
We like to groove an funk |
We like to groove and funk |
We like to groove and funk, ahaaaa |
All Star Funk in a new way |
All Star Funk it’s a new day |
All Star Funk Old School |
Cyber-Opti-Kinetic, you better be ready |
Yeah, we just like kickin‘ the ballistics, keepin it futuristic, bubba |
Yeah, it’s just like Smelter and Ghetto Gold, we combine the new and old |
But sometimes we take it to the judge |
Can’t nobody do me like Jesus (say whatta?) |
Can’t nobody do me like the Lord (Everybody say) |
Can’t nobody do me like Jesus (for all you player haters out there, baby) |
Can’t nobody do me like the Lord (Fuuunk it up!) |
All Star Funk, Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands, get up and dance and shake it with me |
All Star Funk, Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands, get up and dance and shake it with me |
All Star Funk, Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands, get up and dance and shake it with me |
All Star Funk, Old School in a new day |
Clap your hands, get up and dance and shake it with me |
Can’t nobody do me like Jesus |
Can’t (just smell me on this one) do me like the Lord |
(we in the star chamber, baby) |
Can’t |
Yeah, just like a worm that couldn’t find the ground |
Just wastin‘ my life livin‘ in a bird town |
Can‘t |
Like the fat cat with no mouse to chase |
Just the thought of that gives me a bellyache |
And what happened to the song, because I don’t hear no bass? |
Yeah, just meet me in that other place, baby |
Life is too short to play the wrong game |
So this won’t be a creative adventure |
Can’t |
Keep your straitjacket on, baby |
Can’t |
Yeah, stick’em up, baby |
Now all I want you to do is to, uhh, step back |
Don’t touch the food and nobody gets |