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That New Funkadelic
Ice Cube
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<Intro> California <Chorus> You know the beat so sweet like booty meat (So sweet) You know the beat so sweet like booty meat (Like booty meat) You know the beat so sweet like booty meat (Hahahaha) You know the beat so sweet like booty meat No matter who you meet, you can move your feet Come through bumpin' that new funkadelic, that new funkadelic Come through bumpin' that new funkadelic, that new funkadelic Ice Cube got that new funkadelic, that new funkadelic Ice Cube got that new funkadelic, better run, go tell it Got a uncle name George, horny mother****er always down to org Freaky mother****ers wanna Georgie Porg Treat a big booty like a smorgasbord Freaks on the floor, freaks on the floor How many of y'all freaks on the low? Freaks on the floor, freaks on the floor How many of y'all freaks on the low? (Yeah) What's up for the evenin'? I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin' (Yeah) What's up for the evenin'? I ain't into trickin', b***h, I'm into treatin', so (Hey, honey, what's up? What's up for the evenin'? I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin' (Yeah) What's up for the evenin'? I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin' You know, all about that party life, party life All about that party life, party life All about that party life, party life All About that party life, party life Come through bumpin' that new funkadelic, that new funkadelic Come through bumpin' that new funkadelic, that new funkadelic Ice Cube got that new funkadelic, that new funkadelic Ice Cube got that new funkadelic, better run, go tell it I heard shit was lega Grow that shit, b***h, feed your peopl I heard shit was lega Grow that shit, b***h, feed your peopl I heard shit was lega Grow that shit, b***h, feed your peopl I heard shit was lega Grow that shit, b***h, feed your peopl Come on! <Bridge> Let's make a toast to every nation For the whole wide world It's a West side celebration Everybody get up! And you talk about us, when you freaky, freaky, yeah You know the funk will linger All these mother****ers wanna smell my finge All these mother****ers wanna **** my singer I don't give a damn, b***h, Jerry Springe California love, California bud Long as I got it, I don't give a **** It's the Hpnotiq, I'm the narcotic So if you spot it, actin' robotic, freeze Just like a mannequin and then start panickin' I'm too hard for you, you still wanna eat it like barbeque Freaks on the floor, freaks on the floor How many of y'all freaks on the low? Freaks on the floor, freaks on the floor How many of y'all freaks on the low? Come through bumpin' that new funkadelic, that new funkadelic Come through bumpin' that new funkadelic, that new funkadelic Ice Cube got that new funkadelic, you know, that new funkadelic Ice Cube got that new funkadelic, better run, go tell it What's up for the evenin'? I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin' What's up for the evenin'? I ain't into trickin', b***h, I'm into treatin What's up for the evenin'? I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin' What's up for the evenin'? I ain't into trickin', I'm into treatin' <Chorus> You know the beat so sweet like booty meat (Like booty meat) You know the beat so sweet like booty meat (Hahaha) You know the beat so sweet like booty meat No matter who you meet, you can move your feet
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