Lyric Fa All Y all

(Verse 1)

I am..... quick to pull the trigger quick to pull your card
Hard late for the boulevard
It s Da B to the R A T with the bump
Sendin good vibrations from the trunk to the front
Of your ride (ride) where I live that s what they like (like)
So that s what I give
Somethin for them fools when they crawl and creep
And creep and crawl it s fa all y all
Well..........

(Hook)
Who s that makin that funky noise?
It s Da Brat-tat-tat-tat bustin out on that ass
Fa All Y all, Fa All Y all hey hey hey (you don t hear me, though)
Who s that makin that funky noise?
It s like that, it s like that, it s Da Brat
Fa All Y all, Fa All Y all hey hey

(Verse 2)
Now that Da Brat s in the house yo the house is packed
Guys and girls everywhere with a hump in they back
As I sling my funk like a vodoo moose through the hood
All Fa Y all cause everything is good
Now..... lay back listen to the phattest
Listen to the baddest rhymin apparatus
At a status you ain t got to check
Cause y all knows that I definitely gets wrecked
So, uh

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
Gotta give thanks to the funk when it s time to pray
With some fine ass dank now it s time to play
That shit from that ghetto ass bitch me be
B to the R A to the T
Just niggas and bitches on every side
Waitin for the chance to get funkdafied
And all they gotta do is learn the words of this anthem
I ll grant them if you can chant them
Like everybody else..

(Hook)

I promise to funk
The whole funk
Nothing but the funk

I promise to funk
The whole funk
Nothing but the funk