Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ridin' On The Funk , by - Kokane. Song from the album Funk Upon A Rhyme, in the genre ФанкRelease date: 08.01.2012
Record label: Bud E Boy Entertainment
Song language: English
Ridin' On The Funk |
| Yeah man, I wanna |
| I wanna make a nigga toast, man |
| A nigga toast to what |
| Ya always have it poppin' |
| You know what am sayin' |
| Always, nigga |
| Err, well good morning |
| Welcome to the brand new world today |
| Err, tonight we got in a special studio |
| All the way from America all the way from Pomona |
| All the way from the States you know |
| Ahh, his name is Kokane |
| But sometimes this, ah |
| I’m listening to this tape |
| And it seems to be something like different |
| It seems, it seems like you actually found |
| A, a, a formula for doing funk, you know |
| Not just assembling, you know |
| Ah, ah, explain more about that |
| What do you think about that Kokane |
| Funk |
| The final frontier |
| These are the voices from the underground |
| Funkin' 'em |
| I just want to ride upon the funk |
| And feel so free |
| So gutter up and ground in the host |
| In the cast of the rap comatose |
| For this is the chunk that you been waiting for |
| Funk |
| Fee fii funk |
| Don’t bite the funk that feeds ya cause we don’t need ya |
| Funk’em |
| Smoke’em |
| We are the ones |
| There is too many |
| There is no time |
| Funk 'em |
| Funk 'em |
| Funk 'em |
| It’s like dip dip dive, so so socialize |
| Welcome to the world of funk-ology |
| Say you say tom-ay-to and I say tom-ah-to |
| I like ass better than potato |
| Rollin with my gun, yo |
| The shit be kickin' it |
| Lickin' and hittin' from evil bitches |
| I’m all in them stitches |
| So swing down sweet chariot, stop |
| Let me ride upon the funk-a-style'ic funk |
| Well alright |
| I just want to ride upon the funk |
| And feel so free |
| This long term gift |
| Especially Kokane? |
| That is street niggas run in packs |
| Sorta like dogs |
| Searching for a bone |
| Would you die for the funk |
| Would you die for the funk in you |
| Yeah |
| Can you cope |
| Batter up |
| Ghetto nut |
| Ghetto nut |
| Rolling around with the black comatose |
| Artifical funk is not us |
| Artifical funk is not permitted in this realms |
| Of funk 'em sa? |
| Funk 'em |
| Funk 'em |
| Well alright ya’ll |
| Its like a |
| Givin' a funk where |
| When, err, yeah |
| Do you dear to test the clones of the bee’s wax in the city |
| Comin from the do wop shitty’s |
| Well alright ya’ll |
| So err, I can’t cope with no artificial lecture |
| But only want to kiss me on my vibe? |
| catcher |
| So ahh, won’t you gutter up |
| And don’t, err, play high post? |
| Cause I dwell in the realm of the black comatose |
| Well alright |
| Aha |
| I toast the funk |