Rodney O & Joe Cooley

Rodney O & Joe Cooley - Fo Funky Stories lyrics

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(feat. General Jeff)



[Rodney O]

On the south side, Rodney O was now cruisin

All of a sudden my car stops movin

Could I be outta gas? Hell no

Last night I filled up at Texaco

Popped the hood, smoke started comin up

Looked around and some punks started runnin up

Reached into the car under the drivers seat

Showed the metal and they took off down the street

Then I said to myself I better find a phone

Better yet I better not leave my car alone

You know whats up when they be smokin the rocks

Come back and your car be on crates or blocks

Yo, Rodney O won't go out like a biscuit

Better call triple A to come fix it

With all that went wrong looks like I lucked up

From down the street drivin up was a toe truck

Flagged him down got the 40 dollar hook up

Hit the car now its time for me to book up

Rollin out then I looked to my left

Saw the punks from before jackin somebody else

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Fo' funky stories

1 down, 3 more to go yo



Playin some ball at the neighborhood jam

Feelin good cause every shot is goin in

I hit the winnin basket and I hollar out GAME

Get off the court and remember my name

But in through the door comes brother Joe Acker

Plays basketball like a middle linebacker

Shoes worn out, socks to his knees

Smellin like Bengay rollin up his sleeves

Yo, who got next he starts askin

Everybody knows brother Joe is good for hackin

Now he's slappin on my arm when I dribble

I'm gettin mad and I'm frownin up a little

But I try to stay calm and all that 

But next time down the court he jumps all over my back

Yo whats up wit all that? Why don't you play right?

Cause if you ain't, we can have a fist fight

He runs down the court like it was nothin

I run up to him cause I ain't roughin

But he got the ball and made a shot

Everybody's laughin now I'm callin for the rock

I take brother Joe to the hoop real strong

And this time he got hit the stomach wrong

He lost his air and fell down

I jumped in the air, double pumped and I threw it down

After that I had nothin to say

Cause I knew brother Joe was done for the day



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[Rodney O]

In the city one night me and Drew was rollin out

Headin to the store playin music was bowlin out

Got pulled over don't know why and for what

Cop came to window and I said whassup?

Where ya goin son? Lemme see I.D.

And you're registration for this S.C.C.

What's the big deal did I run a red light?

Or do you just gotta mess with someone tonight?

He said don't get smart I'll write you up a citation

I said go ahead cause my time you're wastin

And if ya want, you can search my Benz

So call for backup and invite ya friends

The cop got mad and said I'll let ya go

I said I know cause ya can't fade Rodney O

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Three down one more to go yo



[General Jeff]

Hadda date with a fly cutie that I just met

She let me on like she was soft and wet

So I wanted to hook up A.S.A.P

And after the date get the goods immediatley

She told me on the phone everything was her treat

She was gonna pick me up and take me out to eat

I gave her the directions to my place

But I took the wad just in case

And it was on meanin too good to be true

Reservation for two with a romantic view

Picked up the menu then I put it down

I didn't know we was in the hottest place in town

But she smiled and looked at me like it was ok

Thats when I knew I'd be orderin til the next day

We made a toast friends for a long time

Knowin that later on I was gonna get mine

But I played the role real smooth

Actin like I wasn't even in the mood

And when it came time for the check

The waiter came back and said the card was rejected

No sweat she pulled out another one

So I kicked back cause I was havin fun

Waiter came back same routine

I was on a date with a credit card queen

She left the table and went to the powder room

How come girls can never say bathroom?

But anyway she was gone for 20 minutes

The waiter thought that this was a plan and I was in it

I realized she was gone so I paid the tab

Went outside so I could call me a cab

I never saw the girl but I fell in love again

The cab driver happened to be my ex-girlfriend

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