Bootsy Collins - Fresh Outta "P" University Lyrics
Edit Song FactsYou ain't nothin But a dirty, low down Sheep killin' dog The snake ain't inThe grass no more Cos' I'm lookin' at her You low down Dirty, sneeky dogBootzilla Bootzilla Bootzilla I'm fresh outta 'P' University I'm freshOutta 'P' University You better not funk with me What is the 'P' Don't beSpreadin' the 'P' I can't spread that We're fresh outta 'P' What do youCall it Such a funky geezerI came from planet cravet Understand it I travel over concrete and gravetFresh outta 'P' University I got a PhD in ghetto philosophy See I don't***** around With things that my mind can't see I only do with things insideOf my reality Understand any equality and a cycle What goes around comesAround Act like you knew it You could get funked up For that Cos' myManager don't give a ***** Where you at And if the 'P' comes in the backBlack Let me get it in the Lucy There's 25 cents worth Of BY's and BootsyAnd if I was killer I would kill But I'm not so To chill with Bootzilla TheIller P-Funk pillow We came to make you feel good So call me Robin LeroyHood We breeze thru the trees Master T's breeze Spreadin' like sticky onWonder Sunday they can't keep us under Cos' we loud like thunder We don'tGive a ***** So don't disturb me We're fresh outta 'P' They can't funk withMe I got my pedigree You can't funk with me I got my pedigree I'm freshOutta 'P' University Just like Robin Lee Hood Tryin' to funk the way youShould I wanna be good to you baby doll, oh baby Good to ya Like Robin HoodGet ya in the woods now, baby Good for ya If you're dancin' outta theRhythm You won't entice the worm, baby You don't have to be a rocketScientist or a book worm To alarm Bootzilla... Mousse's screamin' TheyTrack you down N' funk you up You shoulda look it was the bomb Before heBlew up, baby And now you got that kill in your systems They hit ya withThat I can't give ya any win star It's crazy how it all comes back aroundIt's all good and if you could You should Understand it in your high speedPursuit for happiness That you block out the stress Yes The dadescatterLeft you in the head That's how the trail blaze Like Kenny Anybody wantNext From urban to Brooklyn We cash checks Fresh outta 'P' It ain't complexThey can't funk with me I got my pedigree You can't funk with me I got myPedigree Now remember, let the P-Funk your love The thriller in ManillaBootzilla Yeah, when kings was kings And queens was kings Looks like myTurn again Bootzilla..
