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Keep It Funky (feat. 696 Productions)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garry Don Richardson
Garry Don Richardson
Songwriter
Dylan Didier
Dylan Didier
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Garry with Two R's
Garry with Two R's
Engineer
696 Productions
Producer
Our Square
Our Square
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Sitting atop of the peak of this mountain It feel like a throne Smoking a bowl of this strong I'm getting gone but still at home I'm a fly nigga and she getting flown If I get short then it's so long If it's about cash Up her ass like a thong She on the track And she singing my song I let her blow me She feel like the bomb She sucking hard on me Like I'm a bong Im on the roof of this building I feel like the king like I'm Kong Or like Lebron She know her roll Like a snare and a tom I could just stare without talking She see the look in my eyes and its on I am not playing in this bitch But I won Might take a shot to the head With no gun Though I'm on top of my problems I get to the bottom of shit The place that I'm taking These flows away from Is probably the size of a bottomless pit I am perpetually falling through it If I'm in court Then I'm ballin' through it I got a lawyer That's gone set a pick I got a woman I'll set you up with Call her my shawty Cause when I cock her She catch a body She get the money She gon' work out She pull up on me I give her isms She say I'm dope And she a junky She holding her nose Cause when I speak I keep it funky She out to get it and I'm out to get it We ready to go This is our period We got the heaviest flow She be the shit I got the smelliest hoes They gotta wipe From they head to they toes Might put some white Up they nose I am so cold But I'll never be froze I'm on the move I'm in my mode I'm bout it bout it My game is silk and That shouldn't be a shocker I'm not a talker And I do not have any wheels But I am a walker You did it first But I put the soul in the bitch Like Joe Cocker She gone get by With some help from her friends I know if she just start off with focus Then she could do better And get up inside of that Benz I get a shipment I'm flippin' and whippin' And workin' that shit like a slave I'm all about getting my cut If you want my love Then get on the blade I'm all about making it dirty If you like it clean Then go on get a maid I got a grip Like a head full of braids And I go nuts Like the spread on your face Call her my shawty Cause when I cock her She catch a body She get the money She gon' work out She pull up on me I give her isms She say I'm dope And she a junky She holding her nose Cause when I speak I keep it funky
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