Funky Town

[Chorus]
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town! crunk- crunk- crunk- off that funk!
Funky- Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town! crunk- crunk-
Funky Town! crunk- crunk-
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Crunk- crunk- crunk off that funk!
Crunk- crunk- crunk- crunk off that funk- funk!
Crunk off that funk!

[Verse 1: Lil' Yo]
This goes to these buck ass niggas who be snortin' that funk
Just spread yo Glock, and start to pop 'n lay them lemons in the trunk
'A buck ass nigga from The Crest who grew up breakin' da law
I started (?) I had to stop, because I know that's so raw
For all ya niggas goin' funky, throw yo sets in da air
And keep these bitches out yo business, postin' shit, ya'll don't care
Just get real buck, and tear shit up until you finish yo job
You full of white; you ready to fight, and bustaz tread like they hard

Funky Town!

[Verse 2: Lil' T]
It's Lil T!
Is you down?
Yes, indeed!
1 in 1 is in my nose
Don't you know I'm on that blow?
Line after line
Time after time
Tr-izz-y never lie
When he on that funky shit, I bets it's gon be do or die
Parallelization
Got me chasin'
Demons dwellin' in me, hoe
Nightmares, can't you tell? Got me blowin' so much coke
Blizzo, wizzo wit Lil T, the glizzo make them bitches run
W-B, and S-O-P, and R-C-G, up on that funk
As we hit the party, so motherfuckin' deep
Up on the creep
S-O-P bound
When I clown
Funky mystery

[Refren]
Crunk- off that funk- crunk- crunk off that funk..
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town!
Funky Town!

[Verse 3: Lil' Maniyak]
Funky Town in my brain
Now you know I'm insane
Lil T, by my side, and we ridin' Chevy thang
Finna make a stang
On a busta lemon lame, and throw him in the grass
Lock 'em in the trunk
Snort some funk
Mayne, let's go get crunk
If a punk
Want to talk some shit
He get his wig split
Niggas be talkin' that shit
'n I whoop to yo dome, 'n you bitches up in a ditch[?]
But now I'm out here for the 9-6
Don't stand for that punk ass shit
S-L-B and R-C-G, Tha Funky Town Killa Klick

[Verse 4: Lil' Try]
Yes, my name is Lil' Try
Beatin' you bustaz to da floor
Told you bustaz once before
I'm clicking while I'm on dat blow
Niggas constantly talkin' shit
Be a victim of my click
R-I-D-C-G-R-E-S-T, Ridgecrest is just too thick
Quick to break a bitch, I'm out
Then get on that white hoe, bitch
This Lil Try
I'm on that fry
Ain't nothin' like that whitey shit
Ridgecrest niggas, we so buck
Blown' wit my nigga, Mac
Never see me fallin'
Bitch, I stand up tall and snort a pack

[Verse 5: Lil' John The Crooked 1]
[?].. we smokin' that dope, and I'm feelin' real high
1 on 1 up my nose, blow endo plane, haze it I hit the sky[?]
Funky Town in my brain
Start wit that white huff, mayne
Packin' them funky thangs[?]
Sold out these magazine[?]
Trickin' you lemma lames
Makin' my dividends
Blow up my fuckin' friends
Stay on the other end
North Memphis where I be chiefin' that herb
Where you can not fuck with me
You do not feel me[?]
Lil John out here real high like comin' here, here in the Funky Town
Blowin' to Funky Town[?]

[Verse 6: Lil Yo]
It's another ..[?]
That's on new drugs
I'm full of lotsa smoke[?]

[Shout Outs: Lil' Yo]