It's The Locc I Let The Funk Boom Like Thunder



Grew Up Funk Like Davis Now I Got Braids Like Stevie Wonder



Get My Sag On My Momma Get Her Dag On



Freeze My Khaki's Up And I'm Gone



You Can Stare All Day But Just Don't Step



On My Blue Suede Shoes To Get Here I Pay Dues



BRRAOW BRAOW That's How My Toolie Sound



When I'm Drinkin Hen With My Rhymes Straight Blowin In The Wind



And Busters Can't Fade The Jayo Felony



T-Funk From The Family, Smoke Or Dip With Me



Bullet Locc's Dedicated, Faded, I Straight Made It



And Drinkin Blue Note, On The Yard They Celebrated



I'm A Y-C, I Guess That's Why The One-time Is Followin Me



But I'm A MC, I Laugh Because There Swallowin Me



But I Just Shake My Head And Say "Damn!" (Ha Ha)



Cos I'm Just Goin To The Sto', To Get Some Zoom Zoom Zoom And Wam Wams




Chorus:




You Go Do Your Thang Yo, And I'ma Do My Thang



You Go Do Your Thang Yo, And I'ma Do My Thang



You Go Do Your Thang Yo, And I'ma Do My Thang



You Go Do Your Thang Yo, And Everythang Gon' Be Everythang




I Wanna Be Like Donald Trump, Not Willie Lump-Lump



I Put That On My Set That I Make Everybody Jump



Fool Don't Move Until My Ride Hit The Flo', Word!



Boom Booms In My Rag '6-4



That's How We Roll, No Time For The Ying Yang



Dogs In My Hood Still Bumpin Fo' Thangs



It's Me, The B-U-double L-E-T, Better Known As Felony



T-shirt And Khakis That's How We're Bailin, C/see



And I'm Just Tryin To Keep My Sanity



Make Some Of Them Ends, Get A Biz And Help My Family



Right, And Just To Let You Know I Don't Care



I'm Still Gon' Get My Sag On, There It Is There



You Can't See Me Fool, I'm Locced Out