Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins - Penetration (in Funk We Thrust) songtekst
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He is nasty to you babe Got to let ya know you make me crazy Just give it to me man if you willa To keep this message from Bootzilla Ain't got the time to mentally stimulate ya Just let the music come on and penetrate ya And if you let me break it down You'll see I'm worth my weight in gold Pound for pound I heard you couldn't get enuff of that funky stuff So I bagged it all up like french fries So come and get with me and let's do lunch Right on baby Let the music penetrate your body Let your body flow And meet me on the dance floor Let's go higher, set your soul on fire And I'll be right there by your side We are the soldiers in the army baby We got to dance, we get no second chance We got to hold up the blood stained banner We got to fight, it's our constitutional right baby Let 's spread it, that's cool, but just for the funk That we trust y'all I'll do whatever it takes that comes naturally. If I catch around when the ships comes again Well I'll meet you out on the dance floor, happily Let the music penetrate your body Let your body flow And meet me on the dance floor Let's go higher, set your soul on fire And I'll be right there by your side Funk is turnin' you on Funk ain't holdin' on Funk is even gettin' stronger Put your hard hat on baby It feels like take the soul Funk is turnin' you out Funk, will make you sweat and shout Funk is even gettin' stronger Oh, finally there's a way out baby Spread them full baby Let the music penetrate your body Let your body flow And meet me on the dance floor Let's go higher, set your soul on fire And I'll be right there by your side Just let the music penetrate your body Just let your body flow And meet me on the dance floor Let's go higher, set your soul on fire Settle down, baby Liposuction, suckin' out the fat Liposuction baby, suckin' out the fat Let me move these bags around And see if the hole is there We are the soldiers in the army We got to dance, we get no second chance We got to hold up the blood stained banner We got to fight, it's our constitutional right baby In funk we thrust...