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Seatown Funk

This song is by Kid Sensation and appears on the album Seatown Funk (1995).

I know you gonna dig this.

Yeah. Uh.

Back in the nine five with a new cut; to make myself go kinda like king tut
I check her from the neck up; I hope you can cope; I give it kinda chronic like a nickel bag of dope
Floss with me as I take you on a trip; and just don't slip; let the groove be your grip
Creeping down the alley; sitting on gold shoes; bucking numbers humming out the window as I cruise
Homies shootin dice on the corner by Othello; they looking 'cause I got the ground shaking like jello
No time for dice, the weather's kind of nice and bass is sipping on the gin and juice with the ice
He lit the chronic and let his seat back; I rolled down the glass, I was buzzin on the contact
We saw Drew and Lynn in the village; what's up with the kid and his homies chillin'
Look a right on Mclennan and obellen; down by the water because I know I oughta
See a couple gadgets with ass for days; a pretty little face and a job that pays

A little conversation then she blew me kiss; this is how we do it and we do it like this
A little conversation then she blew me kiss; this is how we do it and we do it like this

From the rhyme to the rhythm, the rhythm to the rhyme hit me with that seatown funk one time
From a rhyme to the rhythm, the rhythm to the rhyme hit me with that seatown funk one time

From the west to the east; from the east to west, we got it going on and you must confess
That it won't stop; and it won't quit;
Steady mother like ice cube bailin with the seatown crew to the studio 'cause I got a job to do
Making the hits that's funky like a sweat sock
Beats and rhymes kinda tight like a headlock, Judie got the dreadlocks
And he got the reggae funk, so listen 'cause he's breakin you off a chunk.
We do it like this homie 207, guaranteed to pay like your road 11
The sun has come so give a young hog room to sweep up the skirts like a pushbroom
I mack like I walk on smooth with these schtepper, makin' these honeys wanna shoot like salt and peppa
They want to break me but how they think I got the bangs for them suckas, and gang bold for gold diggers
The player ham I'm a player with light and I never make a trip my wife yeah

From the rhyme to the rhythm, the rhythm to the rhyme hit me with that seatown funk one time
From a rhyme to the rhythm, the rhythm to the rhyme hit me with that seatown funk one time
From the west to the east; from the east to west, we got it going on and you must confess
That it won't stop; and it won't quit;

Major grip with some OG hits that I'm gonna swing from the hip
These other brothers girls start catching the vapors
And when I need to you better believe I'll scrap
Tried to turn on me but now I have the attitude of a G
Let my top down so I can feel the sun
Its just another day in my city
Brothers coming real in the 206 Julie mack droppin' it hard like a brick

I'm outta here peace out I gotta go

From a rhyme to the rhythm, the rhythm to the rhyme hit me with that seatown funk one time
From a rhyme to the rhythm, the rhythm to the rhyme hit me with that seatown funk one time

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