Funkanella lyrics

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[Outkast]
Out of the basement
Out of the dungeon
Look at these broads
What have you done to them?
Rippin`it, sippin`it
Puttin` a clip in it
Trimmin` it off the women
I`m swimming
It`s odd to me your words are kind of drippin`
I`m trippin`
Your flow`s non-existant bitches missin`
I gave it Robert Rudolf
Or Puss in boots with his boots off
I had a new boss
Check the southern slang boy gotta troop drawn
>From East point to New York
It`s Outkast runnin` through y`all
Allaljuah
Oh y`all

Who can rip like this
Punchaneller, Punchaneller
I guess It`s DJ Clue
Aquamini and Roc-A-fella
I got the blue box and the feathers
Fuck the hatas and the hellas
Like you know it`s on tonight
Cause everything got kinda reder
Who can rip like this
Punchaneller, Punchaneller
I guess It`s DJ Clue
Aquamini and Roc-A-fella
I got the blue box and the feathers
Fuck the hatas and the hellas
Like I fooled them into thinking
That life will all get better

Pissing in the waiting
Or shooting in the door
I have a blind date
Maybe fucking in the park
Without a rubber on
We a not alone
When I was young a strong
Tag was fuckin` meanee, meanee
Now we a feinding for the new news, new news
Like all of these activates part of you that don`t mo, move
You back are gettin` closer but you don`t have a clue
Who only plays by the tens on the 1 and 2

Hook (x4)
We can do it too
Funkanella, funkanella

[Killer Mike]
A knot to remove your crew of those iceburg swe
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