Like in November
 Then rock a crowd while I'm in my pajamas
 Like Tito Puente
 I am muy caliente
 Fuck Kunta Kinte
 Cuz Son is the sensei
 I funk with the black belt
 You better step back  hell
 I can Get Smart
 Just like Agent Maxwell
 I don't give a fuck  G
 Hey hey  we're the Monkees
 I'll rock a rhyme to the end of the month  see
 I go on and on
 Like a marathon
 I sing like Sarah Vaughn
 But like the underground
 I flip through some kung-fu
 You know that I've come to
 Freak the ill shit
 You just can't undo
 Chorus:
 Son, get it funky (I'm shittin' on 'em, shittin' on 'em) (4x)
 Son, get it funky (yo, I'm shittin' on 'em)
 I can get symphonic
 Like Harry Connick
 Or the Philharmonic
 I'll drop atomic
 Vocals, solo
 Like Sonny Bono
 I got you babe... but who's got the pornos?
 I'm iller than a wino
 I'm not an albino
 I charge like a rhino
 You put me in a ???
 When I rob shit, bomb shit
 Some say I'm obnoxious
 I don't give a fuck
 I'll make you feel nauseous
 Row, row your boat
 Gently down the street
 I'll take you all out
 With my funk doobie team
 I got the skills, kid
 Like Rumplestilskin
 I put out gold, get smooth like Jackie Wilson
 Singin' soprano
 Move to the piano
 Hey, where's the ???
 Our shit will be in ???
 Chorus (4x
 I shoobee-do-pop
 Hip hop like Sinatra
 I spray my Binaca
 Then shake my maracas
 Hey, it's the swinga
 Fuck a humdinger with a finger
 Yo, it's the ultimate singer
 Kumbaya, yo kumbaya
 Like Belafonte
 But what's Del Monte?
 I kicks the flava
 The ill funk behavior
 Sick like polio
 Wild like a rodeo
 Out there in Kansas
 Punk, check the classic
 Get your ass kicked
 So hop in the casket
 I'm rockin calipso
 Who's got the Nabisco
 I cook like Crisco
 I pump the ill disco
 Chorus (8x