Sadat X - The Funkiest Lyrics
[Hook]Make it the funkiest (Make it the funkiest)Make it the funkiest (Make it the funkiest)Make it the funkiest (Make it the funkiest)Ooh, whoa, ooh[Verse 1]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahI'll bring more, much more to the boardI'll draw guns, be the first slingin' mudWhole lotta women and even old menSee me on the streets say when you gonna hit upWild rappers out there still tryin' to get upBut I'll take ya boys way back, straight backPull over near Lex, smoke roast of the fifthWhen I was nice now that I'm older I'm nicerNiggas line up, ya might as well sign upCause this here blast is good for that assMy predicitons WHAT visit Japan WHATBeen to Africa WHAT sit down and feel that gutWent to Puerto Rico with my man Fat JoeAnd the infamous Louie CrackI know he got my backNew York got sweet guns, got the smoke spotsGive it I'm stashin' ***** it I'm smashin'All newcomers are goin' down this SummerCause the X right here run this shitI'm as peace as peace can getOut standin' in the Atlantic just to get my feet wetWent to Roller Bear club, give the girl the real rubBut girls yell sexual harassmentBut you go out, cage is ripped up in blades[Hook][Verse 2]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahWomen see the men hit the the grind on the dance floorIf ya can handle that then unleash funky wayAnd if ya can handle that then get the hell outta hereThis ain't the place to be joined with ya wife's affairNow girls stay in line everyone is how I thought ofParents watch the pack cause one could be ya daughterI'll take a penny for those who sound sillySkinny man carries the fire hoseLooks can be deceiving can't ya tell with ya clothesIt's all there, lucky I swearWill appear from the rear, grab ya ear then I'm outta hereHit the horn before the male goes groupEllie gas is my style of pastNow I'ma run on this beat, whippin' out rude cationsManhattan location and there ain't no vacationSo stay on ya guard, ya ought to be safeBut if approached and largeYa walk around and think ya whole life is starsI'm reachin' I'm strugglin'I'm tired of jugglin'I'm reachin' I'm reachin' I'm climbin' I'm climbin'No one in the world got this style of rhymin'Check it outOld enough to know New York's about to blowRoll with the home team, Ross gorilla familyLay on sheets of satinIn the heart of black ManhattanNow new style runnin' with the park rangersHate to break down the whole gatePeople often see me in jamsThey be thinkin' I'm highNah that just be my lazy eyeBut I can't front, sometimes I be chiefin'Ya hear that, girl at the bar wanna taste wanna hear thatNo I didn't come to this here with no gunI just got my lil' army, I just got my lil' armyIt's like yubba over there and yuba over thereI think she should split when I decide to appearWHAT I wanna see her stay and her jamArmy protect me the king that I amYa girlfriend was slammed cause she fronted on my manAnd when she did that it was Hell up in HarlemI'll take the loot but I can pass on the stardomThis is just a lil' verse for y'all to get wetA lil' something showin' soon I'm a threatYou can bet yo, and you bet I'm gon' make ya head get wetMake it the funkiest[Hook]
