Let's Get Funky Lyrics


publisher: ©Universal Music Publishing Group, Ultra Tunes
writers: Byron O. Thomas, Dwayne Carter, Christopher Noel Dorsey
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Choppers with drums

***** that's how it comes

Assualt rifles, extended clips

Let you know where I'm from

The names chopper city

It's a city of *****s bout gettin funky wit' me

Keep they fingers on triggers

Let's roll wit' a pistol i get out of control

It's your family i put on rows, front row

I'ma 223 grabber

Bust or block hitter

Project kidnapper

Rookie ***** wig splitter

Make copies for the rapture

It's all on you *****

Oh, i'm comin for the capture

What you wan' do *****

Mystikals who I'm after

Grab yo' steel and shoot

I'ma kill ??? rapper

Lil Wayne, he bout it too

I'ma snatch if you got it

Told ya before ta' hide it

Told ya if you hide it

It's a must that I find it

Ride or die *****

Chop or get chopped hoe

B.G. split or get split

Play tha game how it go

Shootin tha drop somethin'

Glock or pop somethin'

AK wit' fifty shots

I tote it too stop somethin'

Make it happen you's the punk

I'll put you in the trunk

??? ???? you dunk ***** I bring funk


Lil Wayne: Lets get funky wit' these *****s

B.G.: Grab the triggas and blast

Lil Wayne: Lets get filthy wit' these *****s

B.G.: Take they figures and dash

Lil Wayne: Lets get serious with these *****s

B.G.: Grab the K's and bust, it's ten for one trust

Lil Wayne: Retaliation Must

[Lil Wayne: ]

Ah ah

Don't run yo' mouth enough for you to get back in me

My gun clap ?? start spinnin' and take many

Plenty of slugs hit you

Can you picture a young rapper

Fourteen ?? black master million dollar flapper

Watch me set it off wit' my sawed off jumpin

As I be when I be pumpin

Frontin' gets you nothin'

Runtin' catch a slug from the M-what'n

You ain't bout natin'

Playa hater leave you bloody

It's money and rearer

Can't see clearly

But ya' still hear me

Four steps comin' quickly

Can you feel me

Better kill me before you get done in

It's real dog

But I got that red mark so when you come in

Slugs somethin', seventeen up in the clip

I keeps extra highly tips for the crum rip

Should of chop-chop stop yo' whole block

Let's get funky, you want me, I thinks not

So much black clothing ???? you black-out

All the lights go out

That's when all yo fight come out

Bloody streaks to the UPT where you lays on

I praise on, think you plays on, it's stays gone

The things you lay on

I can't even pay on

You got it, better hide it

If you want to keep it safe on

I rome to the top

That's my spot, my place

Jumpin' out a suitcase

Slugs chase to yo' face, ah


Lil' Wayne:

Ah, ah, ah, ha

Now as I re-enter this scent and get into you

These three dots, I plot and spot, then I shoot

I keep a chopper under the medium Hilfiger

I throw back punks, comin' out trunks to kill *****s

I spill *****s, on the real ***** I gets dirty

??? ??? area ???? ???? dirty

I know you heard me

But you lied tonight

But you can't hide

It's written all over yo' face you easy to find

*****s front, scars all over they chest be starting to shine

Like that Presidential Rolex reflex a million nine

Gimme 'dat, all 'dat, and all black, that's my atire

A tru rider, gettin' higher off uptown fire

Remember me, tha little G never died

Took one to the chest but the little G never died


I'ma certified killer, million dollar ******

Any kind of gun trigger, clicker, playa hater ***** flipper

Tangerie and juice sipper, disrespectin ***** flipper

I'm bout drama off the top

You know that's on the foreal-a

I get's loaded low down by a monkey

So call me donkey

***** think lame

He would want to know I gets funky

Beef kicked in a night parade

Uptown was deep

Nothin' ?? ?? bookoom be standin' on feet

Now you know I run with ignorant *****s

All of 'em wild

Thousand of people out

**** that sprayin' the crowd

Ain't no time for doin' backin down

From trigga play

Gotta closet of K's

Ready to do it anyday

Write grant after tenth

Black grant I was tenths

That's for Al and lil' Duga'

Four deep in each in spinnin' ??

So twerk it up

Handle yo' business

Shoot or get shot

I hit blocks wit' glocks

*****, get or get got

In school I was a fool a young funky

But on the streets I used 2's

*****, I gets funky


(Lil' Wayne & B.G. talk to end)

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