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This is Dr.
a phone call to y'all funky fuckers

Y'all guess the fuck is going on now
Me and Reggie Noble, making funk tunes the global
'Cause keeps on slippin'
And I get the from the kitchen, then commits to ass whippin'
is no time for me to bust it
So I'm a chill and let Red get into a fly poetic

Yo, all in the mind and I'm high and I kick it for the do or die
Or 2 or 1 area code shit blown
Funkadelic is the one to bring your preacher out your

When I freak 'em, ooh yes y'all, I got the mad method, can you it?
And if ear is not tuned in, then adjust it

Breaker 1-9, breaker 1-9 today
Hey, Erick on the way, Dre gave me a ride
So I Gangsta Lean while DRS put the smoke up in my chest
And if you understand me, then and kick it
While the E-Double gets wicked with your brain
It's going down, it's going way
So get the 4 pound and [Incomprehensible] town

Boogie woogie to to band, boogie to that
My rap get mad dap on ass and F if it is be on my ass cap
'Cause my funk rolls thicker Bis quick
If it's mixed with that same funky sticky stuff I splifs with
I shot the on the terris
And I kick the funk like to have more off days than Ferris
Just wrote these up in the studio
Brothers can't and sisters couldn't hear me no, hear me hoe

E got the funk, Red got the
Red got the funk, E got the

E got the funk, Red got the
Red got the funk, E got the

knockin' at my door
Yo Johnny Gill, I need the floor
So I can get busy I [Incomprehensible], remember?
And if you don't call Michael Jackson and don' be to ask him
Erick Sermon got mad tunes, no matter what say
I got more props than Bay
The mind bogglin' the hardcore followin'
So what's up 'cause I don't a fuck

I'll make you sing with Braxton
I tear the out of jams like stadiums when they's packed in
Back up boy, you with the rude boy, yes, I told ya
I leather jacks with Tim's sweatpants, one leg rolled up
Hold up! This is a up, I bust spark the ism
[Incomprehensible] a bizcut, 1 and 2 skirts get lift up

E got the funk and Red got the funk, pop the
I got blocks of funk to make the say, "That's the one!"
Of coarse, I'm funky fat people have their intercourse
Basically, the funk stuck in teeth so get your dental floss

out

20, I know, but let me your teeth out
When I was young, I made my tree into a weed house
And I'm deeper than Nostradamus, I'm in chronic
And I your kitty cats meowin' home made bondage
Beeotch, trick, trick,

This is Dr.
to y'all motherfuckers with some more raw shit
Def Squad representatives, Def forever, signin' off