I am..... quick to pull the trigger quick to pull your card
 Hard late for the boulevard
 It's Da B to the R A T with the bump
 Sendin good vibrations from the trunk to the front
 Of your ride (ride) where I live that's what they like (like)
 So that's what I give
 Somethin for them fools when they crawl and creep
 And creep and crawl  it's fa all y'all
 Well..........

 (Hook)
 Who's that makin that funky noise?
 It's Da Brat-tat-tat-tat bustin out on that ass
 Fa All Y'all, Fa All Y'all hey hey hey (you don't hear me, though)
 Who's that makin that funky noise?
 It's like that, it's like that, it's Da Brat
 Fa All Y'all, Fa All Y'all hey hey

 (Verse 2)
 Now that Da Brat's in the house yo the house is packed
 Guys and girls everywhere with a hump in they back
 As I sling my funk like a vodoo moose through the hood
 All Fa Y'all cause everything is good
 Now..... lay back listen to the phattest
 Listen to the baddest rhymin apparatus
 At a status you ain't got to check
 Cause y'all knows that I definitely gets wrecked
 So, uh

 (Hook)

 (Verse 3)
 Gotta give thanks to the funk when it's time to pray
 With some fine ass dank now it's time to play
 That shit from that ghetto ass bitch me be
 B to the R A to the T
 Just niggas and bitches on every side
 Waitin for the chance to get funkdafied
 And all they gotta do is learn the words of this anthem
 I'll grant them if you can chant them
 Like everybody else..

 (Hook)

 I promise to funk
 The whole funk
 Nothing but the funk

 I promise to funk
 The whole funk
 Nothing but the funk