[LL Cool J]
Here we go - another funky style
Peace to my brothers on `Rikers` Isle`
Introducin` the crew, that`s goin` a mile
To get behind the ropes, stop actin` wild
This here part is like section one
so you can bug-a-loo and set fire to your buns
Early mornin` light is yet to come
And when it come, we`ll get buggy in the sun
Females - let your hair down
Cause this is how we do it when we go uptown
with the funky sound, the razzamatazz
you give me to the `sploshers`, you can get your-a blast
Enter at your own risk - some brothers got weapons
Yet you`re still steppin`, the beats` so funkafied
and answer to the bone, people`ll be dancin` alone
Leanin` on the wall next to grandma`s mop
With the funky, funky groove that`s far from pop
Dosey-do your partner all night long
and all you mothers, bring your kids along
[Chorus: LL Cool J]
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin`
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) Huh, I do a little somethin`
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) yeah, hah, I do a little somethin`
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) (just kick a little somethin`...)
[LL Cool J]
Ain`t no mountain high enough to overcome this
funky-like type of stuff
The feds are ridiculous, they call my bluff
Oh, my wrists are too skinny to hold me with cuffs
I got the sure-shot guaranteed mover
Suck it like a hoover and do ya whole maneuver
Don`t stop till you get it on
With ya head be- boppin` like a bouncy ball
They do it in the park, they do it in the mall
But when I do it (yeah), I`m doin` it for y`all
Asiatic, automatic, your funky fanatic without no static
Flippin` on the freak like I`m acrobatic
You were searchin` for the funk and I had it
Here we go - hand over the cash yo
What chime? Aiyyo, blast the tobasco
Work your body like a dime, oh no
Do the freaky-deaky - the whole girls` cargo
Females on the side - we gotta win `em, yeah
The back pockets are stuck with nothin` in `em, yeah
Except my beeper number, rubbin` all my lumber so I cannot slumber
Makes me sick like an earthquake
So do the baddy-too-true, we got cash to make
Able body, ready to party, all the ladies in the house
must be eatin` hardy
And provin` and movin`, groovin`, so soothin` good for ya
And clinically proven - damn!!
Every little bit of the tip makes ya taste flip, like sugar on Ritz
Get on down, to the sure-shot sound
Cause all five burrows are rockin` uptown
[Chorus: LL Cool J]
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin`
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) whattup, hah, I do a little somethin`
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) yeah, hah, I do a little somethin`
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) aiyyo, aiyyo (just kick a little somethin`...)
[LL Cool J]
Pump up the nasty, nasty, nasty sound
Kick back and let it please ya like a rub down
Put ya body in the lost and found
(Kick that L) I love the way its goin` down
What you see is what you get
And all the words who`s next to be the teachers pet?
Down-home monkey - corn fed, original
And what you do is up to you, the individual
This is the place to be for y`all underage brothers
with the rebel mentality
Sweet young freaks sayin `Rock me ?Arma-day-us?
Skin so smooth lookin` all (???)
Video to video, tape to tape
Walkin` through the jam in search of a playmate
Party is packed like a rich mans` fridge
Too many people in the crib
The situation is sweaty and crazy like Eddy
and yes we are ready to funk it up steady
ain`t nothin` here petty
Trip down to your laund-a-ray - I`m ready!!
Hold your horse, and baby feel the force
and get jaws off - no matter what the cost
Come out to cloth, get hot like a stove
Early in the mornin`, we`re dancin` in robes
to a funkafied sweaty, greazy groove
I know the Marley remix to make you move
[Chorus: LL Cool J]
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin`
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) I do a little somethin`
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) peace out, hah, I did a little somethin` Send " A Little Somethin " Ringtone to your Cell