Da Brat – Funkdafied

Download another hot old mp3 free audio song lyrics by Da Brat and this amazing music is titled “Funkdafied”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an old album which is titled ‘Funkdafied’ and it was released in the year 1994.

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[Lyrics]

Baptized in the funk

Yeah, so funkdafied

So let’s take a ride with the brat, tat, tat tat, on that ass

So, so, so funkdafied

So, so, so funkdafied

Open up, open up

And let the funk flow in

From this nigga name j and his new found friend

I’m hittin switches like eric on the solo creep

For yo jeep it’s the b.R.A.T.

Puttin the dip in your hip from right to left

It’s the ghetto west bitch and I’m so so def

Nigga that’s my click

Nigga that’s who I rolls with

And we kicks nothing but the fat shit

Them calls me the funkdafied, funkalistic, vocalistic

With the real shit, we got the shit you can’t funk wit

(Why?!)

Because we so funkdafied

(Why?!)

We make you move from side to side

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

Cause I’m so, so, so funkdafied

So, so, so funkdafied

So, so, so funkdafied

So, so, so funkdafied

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 Da Brat I got that shit that

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!

Brat your the funk bandit and they can’t handle it

I know

That’s why I keep hittin’em with this grammer

Lettin’ niggas know that I’m the real mama jama

Straight to the head like a chronic sack

I pass the mic to the brat and yo I passed it back

Wella sistas and fellas

It’s time to get your groove on

I provide the funkdafied sounds that make yo move homes

Breaking these fools off proper like

It’s S.O.S.O.D.E.F. Dynamite

Hummin, hummin comin up at cha like Ralph k

And since this ain’t no honeymoon, I’m here to stay

And the way we comin’ at cha

Baby we can’t miss

There’s a new tag team in town

Nigga, whoomp, there it is

So, so, so funkdafied

So, so, so funkadfied

So, so, so funkadfied

So, so, so funkdafied