It's the who ra ra and the funk baby
It's the who ra ra and the funk

Another million souls so keep the cognac cold
Because the honeys love the woody of
The nigga in the hoody
The brother from the ruff yo
Shine like the diamond
The broke nigga grindin' til
The paid nigga rhymin'
Enzes, Benz's, coups and trucks
Beauty queens in bikinis yo they love to fuck
Many mansions, Jacksons, grands and franks
Put boxes in the closets
Yo they cashin' bank
Yo fellin if you do and got the skill and
Jihad needs your harm you got to killin'
My moms said boy you're a pigs in the mix
And my pops said nigga make
Sure that you're rich
Funkdoobiest! What you wanna do?
Ali Baba comin' with a crew
40 thieves comin' through

It's the who ra ra and the funk baby
It's the who ra ra and the funk

It's the ruff rugged sound
What's that? It's the offer
Pump it, keep it goin' til the early tomorrow
The fronts in my grill coerce what I utter
The wild Puerto Rican with the
Style from the gutter
Ya mother, she knows Son is the
Salix on my neck shine silk from my mattress
Actions, never away, so disgustin'
Everyone's coughin' and my my
Niggas look dustin'
F-U-N-K-D double O-B-IE-S T
Best we find these girls at
The park roll around, i can feel it
Son called your bluff, pulled your card
So deal it
Never give in, takin' no prisoners
Listen to the crowd but
Please don't listen ta
I'm all about the blunts and the dollars
The drink's on the rocks and the
Stunts will make ya holler

It's the who ra ra and the funk baby
It's the who ra ra and the funk

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): BRETT ANTHONY BOULDIN, JASON VASQUEZ, LARRY MUGGERUD