Some of them cars that be bumping yeah,
we need to be to take a front to
Funky you know
Funky
Cars out there and all the brothers
Like the front name rise
Check it out
You know what's funky funky funky cuz you heard it from here
see a jam that you love that don't be getting no airplay
Strictly for front when you're riding around
12 o'clock at night with your windows down
Headlights blinking cuz your batteries drain
armor roll on your tires and a big gold chain
Walking outside all the hip-hop spots
push the EQ and play connect the dots
Leaning to the side people everywhere the
trunk full of ants ain't no room for spare
Big beats bumping with the bass and back full
of sophisticated set this such a hard attack
Cuz they don't understand why I act this way
pumping up the funky beat until the break of day
It's because I want attention when I'm riding
by and the girl be on my job cuz my systems fly
Girlies wanna ride with a brother like me
cuz they be hear me getting funky frequently
They tell me don't drink and drive a say what is this?
It's this mind your business
It's been passing around laid-back hypnotized
by the funk sound people in the streets
See me bobbing my head while I'm checking out the rapper
and the rap that he said I'm front and I don't care if you
Know the backseat of my cars like a disco show you
would think I was a good friend about the phone
Crazy air freshener who needs cologne
bottom to the bottom to the top to the top
Cruise it's three o'clock the girlies smile.
They see me coming steady humming
I got the funky drama drumming a trunk
be shaking vibrating and rattling
Humpers so loud or the shorties be battling a right-hand man's
here without the swing every chance I get I'm showing off my rings
I could keep it up until the break the dawn
cuz I'm frontin in my ride and my word is born
So I feel a wind blow I don't give a damn if it
cracks my back window C to the O to the O to the
L to the I to the N to the F to the R to
the O to the N to the T to the I to the N
That means I'm chilling like Spoonie.
She said my seats are soft like a bed
They were flying way back so I can get real cozy
I got the gangster tapes in the place
like a bass head would say I want bass.
I want a hit
I want to go see you rolling up smiling,
but you can't come close
My system is pumping loud like rock him say I want to move the crowd
I'm warming up with pain fight the power with the eat telecom.
She got to share with a PMD
This is something devastating that'll break the truck
and remember uncle Ella's like the future of the phone
So next time you