Funkin' Around Sözleri

ANDRE 3000: Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen / What we like to

do right here / Well first of all, let me let you know who I am / Well, I go by

the name of Andre 3000, right / And we hail from a place called like Stankonia,

GA, right / You know right now everyone wants to be from space / And like want

to be from the country and everything like that / You know, like really like

the south is like / It's cool to be from the South right about now / Girls

listen up // Torn between Saturday night and early Sunday morn / I don't know

i'm somewhere stuck in between, tween / I'm out here knowing Hip Hop is dead /

The average nigga on my corner yelling / What the fuck you mean, mean / See we

ain't even seen, the mountain top counter clock / Wise goes the neighborhood

hand-me-downs and canned goods / Won't cut the Grey Poupon we got that make you

run / Back to the drawing board can't afford to lose y'all make me yawn / One

slash one slash ninety-one / My teacher sees potential in me says sit down son

/ Now

let me tell you like I heard it, when I felt deserted / It wasn't no other way

to word it got my feelings murdered / By the bullet of bad the singer of sad /

Songs to make you long for your mom and your dad / Plaid clash with polka dots

I hope you ain't mad / Back up little mama i'm about to react // ANDRE

3000:(hook) /Yep, we ain't just funkin' around / Nope, you don't want to see me

clown / Nope, tomorrow sounds like right now // SLEEPY BROWN: People have your

party and please don't be late / It's time to bounce, rock roller skate, bounce

rock , roller skate / Hey sex mama, there's no time to waste / It's time to

bounce, rock, roler skate, bounce rock, roller skate / Grab your partner, roll

around / And feel the sound ah baby / People have your party, don't be late /

It's time to bounce, rock, roller skate // BIG BOI: Well Scotty, is beaming,

Lil Pookie 'nem scheming / What's the use in living my nigga / While you

snoozing, I'm dreaming / No Tylenol PM, you amount to the same thing / Everyday

like Per Diem

/ Never trying to be nothing, better than what you are being / One nation

under the cool, should be the rule / When a young man or a young lady begins or

/ Starts grade school silent before violence / Nine times out of ten times the

quietest is livest / Fumbling through your privates / Daddy Fat Sax can I have

you back? Naw! / Ooh! You such a player, ooh! Your southern drawl / Got me

sprawled out, in your black book my name is crossed out / Went from starting

second string, now you in the dog house / Reminiscin', a part of you was

missing / Instead of arguements you think about the hugs and kisses / If this

is something hard for you to take / You better bounce, rock, roller skate //

(hook) //