LaTocha Scott - May Da Funk Be Wit 'Cha lyrics

(Verse 1) Now back from the 6-o-6-4-4 full of indo Untypical is that bad a** ho B to the R to the A to the T Ain't no b**h is this industry that can see me The city of C-H-I is where I'm from The 3rd motherf**er to drop the bomb on the bomb And here I come steady breakin bustas off Up to bat is Da Brat and ain't a damn thing soft About me, no doubt the B-R-A-T Is all up in that a** for the motherf**in ninety's So funkdafied who can be this lady Brat westside bustin like a 380 From the top of my head to the sole of my feet Broke down smoked out locced out is she That b**h that'll hit ya get ya And when you bumpin up my sh** may da funk be wit 'cha (Hook) Fall into the groove of the waxin Let my music take you high-e-i Lay back kick it and enjoy the ride And move that body from side to side (Repeat) (Verse 2) A real fresh voice over top of low frequency Is the chain like connection between you and me Why? Cause I got that bump de de bump And baby you got them humps in your trunk So it's on (sh**) Lay back n***a we fin to ride I gotta get high I gotta get mine Baptized all up in this funky sh** Fired up is that b**h that you just can't with I got what you need do you wanna fly? This is your brain on d** and I Have been captured taken over by The captivating strength of the most funkdafied high It's like fire locked in my bones Get smoked the f** out it's the funk bring it on (oh yeah) And that's how I hit ya And when you bumpin up my sh** may da funk be wit 'cha (Hook) (Verse 3) Hypnotized by a motherf**er puttin it down It's Da Brat watch your back when I'm in your town Cause I gotta be funky I gotta be me I gotta be that same b**h from the streets A woman of my clad Commin up with the motherf**ing funk so I know my track Right, can you feel it do you hear what I hear Nothin but the funk bumpin up in your ear Double S-O definitely So locced out that it's just so s-o crazy Brat on that a** fallin back once more Getting filled on full with that sh** from the ghetto You better ask somebody if you don't know I'm from Chicago and you can't fade this ho And that's how I get ya And when you bumpin up my sh** n***a take the funk wit 'cha (Hook)