Letras
Well, here's a little story I got to tell
About two bad brothers you know so well
Started way back on the rapping scene
Fast forward to about now we seventeen
'Cause it takes two just to get funky!
It takes two just to get funky!
'Cause it takes two just to get funky!
So robskee let 'em know how we comin' our way!
We came to get down, we came to get down
We came to bring funk back into your sounds
We came to get down, we came to get down
Now why the hell is y'all not jumpin' around!?
In a minute I'll be finished and be feelin' myself
And he did it by the digit, robby gettin' delicious
It's shame that he slender in the wealth
Payin' for your mumbled revisions
At least he got two years under his belt
And by two years, I'm talkin' either or
Man, music to ears? Man, shit that would make me snore
Smashin' y'all pumpkins is somethin' to adore
I can hit tricks, I just don't want to scratch the board
I got food for thought and I got shit that rocks
But if the funk don't stain membranes then what's it worth?
Cuz there's millions of ways to die besides embarrassment
The funk too funk for you, so no entanglement
But let me rehearse how I'll dice your verse in just a bar
'Cause that weak curse spit ain't even worth the jar
But here's my two cents just to make sense
'Cause if it don't make dollars well, you know the rest
So you say it with chest, but don't ruin our set
We business in billions, come pay us out checks
Keep your rental fame, and we'll stick to free will
You know it's a shame that they don't notice these skil-
Here's a little story I got to tell
About two bad brothers you know so well
Started way back on the rapping scene
Fast forward to about now we seventeen
'Cause it takes two just to get funky!
It takes two just to get funky!
'Cause it takes two just to get funky!
So robskee let 'em know how we comin' our way!