Funk Ain't Broke Lyrics
| Song | Funk Ain't Broke |
| Artist | Collins |
| Artist | BOOTSY FEAT. RODNEY O. |
| Album | Fresh Outta "P" University |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Collins, Harding, Jason ... | |
| Yeah | |
| It's Rodney O | |
| Back up in your ear hole | |
| Gonna take you on a little ever slow | |
| So ah, turn me up in my headphone | |
| So I can hear what I'm sayin' | |
| Yeah | |
| Time to bust back for another rhyme workshop | |
| What rhyme's that | |
| Beat tighter than a knot if it's on then it's on | |
| First let me say that if you got drama | |
| It's best that you say that | |
| I'm only here to bring the funk to ya | |
| If you don't like what you hear | |
| Fool, screw ya | |
| Bootsy on the track, the homey go way back | |
| Back on back | |
| Like there's a click, let's chelly back bustin' | |
| Movin' on n' on | |
| You know he got the funk | |
| Flowin' thru his chromosome | |
| So if you don't like it | |
| You can get the finger | |
| As I tone out | |
| Smell the food as I linger | |
| That's right homes | |
| Let you go as your partner | |
| I treat you like a record company | |
| And straight drop ya | |
| The R-O-D-N-E-Y-O | |
| Now what's that spell | |
| Rodney O, now you know | |
| What ‘cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it's on when it pops | |
| Let my fingers do the funkin’, baby | |
| What ‘cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it's on when it pops | |
| I'm gonna ride 'em | |
| N' then I'll glide 'em | |
| And then I'll funk, funk | |
| Funk their mind up | |
| What's that funk comin' thru the stereo | |
| It's Rodney O, the one that acts like Po Po | |
| But ya better drop | |
| Cos' I'm hot like sweechies | |
| When it comes to funk | |
| I gotta sew like stitchies | |
| Feelin' like pimps | |
| Eatin' shrimps with my homies | |
| You think you can run up for the O | |
| You don't know me | |
| I'm drippin' down the avenue | |
| Just brought the gang a brew | |
| Headin' to the studio | |
| To kick rhymes with my crew | |
| Oh, LA | |
| That's where my homies play | |
| All day and all night, that's right | |
| Gotta keep the sex bangin’ | |
| Servin' usual customers like crap | |
| When I'm swingin' | |
| I'm blamin', no sit | |
| I'm a true vet | |
| Step to me wrong | |
| Overeats like a corvette | |
| Bet that | |
| That I catch a check everyday | |
| Cos' it's my company day | |
| Now what ya got to say | |
| Funk ain't broke | |
| Don't try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ‘cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it's on when it pops | |
| Funk ain't broke | |
| Don't try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ‘cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it's on when it pops | |
| It's just Rodney O creepin' in your ear hole | |
| Comin' with that funk flow, baby | |
| He understands me, yeah | |
| Puttin' it down with Bootsy on the track | |
| The homey that go way, way back | |
| Yo O | |
| Why don’t you hit us one more time | |
| With that flow, baby | |
| Pump up the trunk | |
| Keep it hump | |
| Rollin' down the back street | |
| Turn it up mo' | |
| If your ride got a ganga beat | |
| Crank it up, fool | |
| We got the funk anthem | |
| When the cut is over | |
| We wanna keep jammin' | |
| Jam on, baby | |
| It's on when it pops | |
| You think not | |
| Rodney O bro' | |
| Straight forward like a faucet | |
| I lost it | |
| When I start spittin' on the track | |
| Bootsy sell records | |
| Like homey sell sex | |
| It's the one y'all | |
| Let's have a ball y'all | |
| We got to pump, pump, pump it up y'all | |
| I see the Bud Lights | |
| You know we gettin' high | |
| We got to jam, jam, jam it all night | |
| Let's stop the killings | |
| We can't fight that feeling | |
| Of love | |
| If the funk ain't broke | |
| Don't try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| Oh yeah mix it up, baby | |
| If the funk ain't broke | |
| Don't try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| Oh, I'd love to see your forest | |
| But there's too many trees, baby | |
| I was standin' here on the corner | |
| With my brothers of the new street | |
| One from the west coast | |
| And one from the east | |
| As I look up I can see a new day | |
| Got to put all our forces together | |
| So all the players can come to play | |
| HIP HIP HORRAY | |
| HIP HIP HORRAY | |
| HIP HIP HORRAY | |
| All the players wanna play | |
| If you ain't here to funk | |
| Then get the hell out | |
| I'm here to make the party people | |
| Scream n' shout | |
| If you ain't here to funk | |
| Then get the hell out | |
| Well, this is the place that you wanna be | |
| If you wanna get low down n' funky | |
| If the funk ain't broke | |
| Don't try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ‘cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it's on when it pops | |
| Let's stop that killings | |
| We can't fight that feeling | |
| Of love | |
| Funk ain't broke | |
| Don't try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ‘cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it's on when it pops | |
| Let's stop that killings | |
| We can't fight that feeling | |
| Of love | |
| Funk ain't broke | |
| Don't try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ‘cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it's on when it pops |
| zuo ci : Collins, Harding, Jason ... | |
| Yeah | |
| It' s Rodney O | |
| Back up in your ear hole | |
| Gonna take you on a little ever slow | |
| So ah, turn me up in my headphone | |
| So I can hear what I' m sayin' | |
| Yeah | |
| Time to bust back for another rhyme workshop | |
| What rhyme' s that | |
| Beat tighter than a knot if it' s on then it' s on | |
| First let me say that if you got drama | |
| It' s best that you say that | |
| I' m only here to bring the funk to ya | |
| If you don' t like what you hear | |
| Fool, screw ya | |
| Bootsy on the track, the homey go way back | |
| Back on back | |
| Like there' s a click, let' s chelly back bustin' | |
| Movin' on n' on | |
| You know he got the funk | |
| Flowin' thru his chromosome | |
| So if you don' t like it | |
| You can get the finger | |
| As I tone out | |
| Smell the food as I linger | |
| That' s right homes | |
| Let you go as your partner | |
| I treat you like a record company | |
| And straight drop ya | |
| The RODNEYO | |
| Now what' s that spell | |
| Rodney O, now you know | |
| What ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| Let my fingers do the funkin', baby | |
| What ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| I' m gonna ride ' em | |
| N' then I' ll glide ' em | |
| And then I' ll funk, funk | |
| Funk their mind up | |
| What' s that funk comin' thru the stereo | |
| It' s Rodney O, the one that acts like Po Po | |
| But ya better drop | |
| Cos' I' m hot like sweechies | |
| When it comes to funk | |
| I gotta sew like stitchies | |
| Feelin' like pimps | |
| Eatin' shrimps with my homies | |
| You think you can run up for the O | |
| You don' t know me | |
| I' m drippin' down the avenue | |
| Just brought the gang a brew | |
| Headin' to the studio | |
| To kick rhymes with my crew | |
| Oh, LA | |
| That' s where my homies play | |
| All day and all night, that' s right | |
| Gotta keep the sex bangin' | |
| Servin' usual customers like crap | |
| When I' m swingin' | |
| I' m blamin', no sit | |
| I' m a true vet | |
| Step to me wrong | |
| Overeats like a corvette | |
| Bet that | |
| That I catch a check everyday | |
| Cos' it' s my company day | |
| Now what ya got to say | |
| Funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| Funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| It' s just Rodney O creepin' in your ear hole | |
| Comin' with that funk flow, baby | |
| He understands me, yeah | |
| Puttin' it down with Bootsy on the track | |
| The homey that go way, way back | |
| Yo O | |
| Why don' t you hit us one more time | |
| With that flow, baby | |
| Pump up the trunk | |
| Keep it hump | |
| Rollin' down the back street | |
| Turn it up mo' | |
| If your ride got a ganga beat | |
| Crank it up, fool | |
| We got the funk anthem | |
| When the cut is over | |
| We wanna keep jammin' | |
| Jam on, baby | |
| It' s on when it pops | |
| You think not | |
| Rodney O bro' | |
| Straight forward like a faucet | |
| I lost it | |
| When I start spittin' on the track | |
| Bootsy sell records | |
| Like homey sell sex | |
| It' s the one y' all | |
| Let' s have a ball y' all | |
| We got to pump, pump, pump it up y' all | |
| I see the Bud Lights | |
| You know we gettin' high | |
| We got to jam, jam, jam it all night | |
| Let' s stop the killings | |
| We can' t fight that feeling | |
| Of love | |
| If the funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| Oh yeah mix it up, baby | |
| If the funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| Oh, I' d love to see your forest | |
| But there' s too many trees, baby | |
| I was standin' here on the corner | |
| With my brothers of the new street | |
| One from the west coast | |
| And one from the east | |
| As I look up I can see a new day | |
| Got to put all our forces together | |
| So all the players can come to play | |
| HIP HIP HORRAY | |
| HIP HIP HORRAY | |
| HIP HIP HORRAY | |
| All the players wanna play | |
| If you ain' t here to funk | |
| Then get the hell out | |
| I' m here to make the party people | |
| Scream n' shout | |
| If you ain' t here to funk | |
| Then get the hell out | |
| Well, this is the place that you wanna be | |
| If you wanna get low down n' funky | |
| If the funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| Let' s stop that killings | |
| We can' t fight that feeling | |
| Of love | |
| Funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| Let' s stop that killings | |
| We can' t fight that feeling | |
| Of love | |
| Funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops |
| zuò cí : Collins, Harding, Jason ... | |
| Yeah | |
| It' s Rodney O | |
| Back up in your ear hole | |
| Gonna take you on a little ever slow | |
| So ah, turn me up in my headphone | |
| So I can hear what I' m sayin' | |
| Yeah | |
| Time to bust back for another rhyme workshop | |
| What rhyme' s that | |
| Beat tighter than a knot if it' s on then it' s on | |
| First let me say that if you got drama | |
| It' s best that you say that | |
| I' m only here to bring the funk to ya | |
| If you don' t like what you hear | |
| Fool, screw ya | |
| Bootsy on the track, the homey go way back | |
| Back on back | |
| Like there' s a click, let' s chelly back bustin' | |
| Movin' on n' on | |
| You know he got the funk | |
| Flowin' thru his chromosome | |
| So if you don' t like it | |
| You can get the finger | |
| As I tone out | |
| Smell the food as I linger | |
| That' s right homes | |
| Let you go as your partner | |
| I treat you like a record company | |
| And straight drop ya | |
| The RODNEYO | |
| Now what' s that spell | |
| Rodney O, now you know | |
| What ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| Let my fingers do the funkin', baby | |
| What ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| I' m gonna ride ' em | |
| N' then I' ll glide ' em | |
| And then I' ll funk, funk | |
| Funk their mind up | |
| What' s that funk comin' thru the stereo | |
| It' s Rodney O, the one that acts like Po Po | |
| But ya better drop | |
| Cos' I' m hot like sweechies | |
| When it comes to funk | |
| I gotta sew like stitchies | |
| Feelin' like pimps | |
| Eatin' shrimps with my homies | |
| You think you can run up for the O | |
| You don' t know me | |
| I' m drippin' down the avenue | |
| Just brought the gang a brew | |
| Headin' to the studio | |
| To kick rhymes with my crew | |
| Oh, LA | |
| That' s where my homies play | |
| All day and all night, that' s right | |
| Gotta keep the sex bangin' | |
| Servin' usual customers like crap | |
| When I' m swingin' | |
| I' m blamin', no sit | |
| I' m a true vet | |
| Step to me wrong | |
| Overeats like a corvette | |
| Bet that | |
| That I catch a check everyday | |
| Cos' it' s my company day | |
| Now what ya got to say | |
| Funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| Funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| It' s just Rodney O creepin' in your ear hole | |
| Comin' with that funk flow, baby | |
| He understands me, yeah | |
| Puttin' it down with Bootsy on the track | |
| The homey that go way, way back | |
| Yo O | |
| Why don' t you hit us one more time | |
| With that flow, baby | |
| Pump up the trunk | |
| Keep it hump | |
| Rollin' down the back street | |
| Turn it up mo' | |
| If your ride got a ganga beat | |
| Crank it up, fool | |
| We got the funk anthem | |
| When the cut is over | |
| We wanna keep jammin' | |
| Jam on, baby | |
| It' s on when it pops | |
| You think not | |
| Rodney O bro' | |
| Straight forward like a faucet | |
| I lost it | |
| When I start spittin' on the track | |
| Bootsy sell records | |
| Like homey sell sex | |
| It' s the one y' all | |
| Let' s have a ball y' all | |
| We got to pump, pump, pump it up y' all | |
| I see the Bud Lights | |
| You know we gettin' high | |
| We got to jam, jam, jam it all night | |
| Let' s stop the killings | |
| We can' t fight that feeling | |
| Of love | |
| If the funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| Oh yeah mix it up, baby | |
| If the funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| Oh, I' d love to see your forest | |
| But there' s too many trees, baby | |
| I was standin' here on the corner | |
| With my brothers of the new street | |
| One from the west coast | |
| And one from the east | |
| As I look up I can see a new day | |
| Got to put all our forces together | |
| So all the players can come to play | |
| HIP HIP HORRAY | |
| HIP HIP HORRAY | |
| HIP HIP HORRAY | |
| All the players wanna play | |
| If you ain' t here to funk | |
| Then get the hell out | |
| I' m here to make the party people | |
| Scream n' shout | |
| If you ain' t here to funk | |
| Then get the hell out | |
| Well, this is the place that you wanna be | |
| If you wanna get low down n' funky | |
| If the funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| Let' s stop that killings | |
| We can' t fight that feeling | |
| Of love | |
| Funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops | |
| Let' s stop that killings | |
| We can' t fight that feeling | |
| Of love | |
| Funk ain' t broke | |
| Don' t try to fix it | |
| Give it to a DJ | |
| So he may mix it | |
| So what ' cha gonna do | |
| When things get hot | |
| Work for the heels | |
| Cos' it' s on when it pops |
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