The Isley Brothers
Funkdafied (DJ Club Mix)
[Intro: Da Brat & Jermaine Dupri]
If you liggy-like what you hear
Hear what you liggy like
(Don't stop the body rock)
If you feel the vibe pumpin' through your ride
Lay back in your shit and get funkdafied

[Chorus: Manuel Seal]
So, so, so funkdafied
So, so, so funkdafied

[Verse 1: Da Brat, Jermaine Dupri, Both]
Now what you hear is not a test
It's the B-to the-R-A-T and the best
I'm hittin' switches like Erick on the solo creep
For your Jeep it's the B-R-A-T
Puttin' a dip in your hip from right to left
And on top of all that I'm So So Def
Well, yo, that's my clique
Ay homie, that's who I rolls with
And we kicks nothing but the fattest sh...
Them calls me the funkdafied, funkalistic, vocalistic
That they ain't ready fo' but they just don't hear me though
(Why?) Because we're so funkdafied
(Why?) We make you move from side to side
Well, comin' straight from the 6-0-6-4-4
It's Da Brat and J.D. (Tadow), big baby (Ha ha)
So lay back and listen as I catch up on my pimpin'
And freak this duet just like Ashford and Simpson
'Cause I'm
[Chorus: Manuel Seal]
So, so, so funkdafied
So, so, so funkdafied
So, so, so funkdafied
So, so, so funkdafied

[Verse 2: Da Brat, Jermaine Dupri, Both]
Puttin' it down, puttin' it down ain't a thang to me
And ain't too many hoes that can hang with me
It's like that and as a matter of fact
When it comes the Brat-tat-tat-tat
I'll make your neck snap back
Meaning I got the hit that'll get'cha bent
Tearin' the roof off this mutha like Parliament
I'm on a roll In Control like Janet, dammit
Brat, you're the funk bandit and they can't handle it
I know, that's why I keep hittin' 'em with this grammar
Lettin' all y'all know that I'm the real mamma jamma
Straight to the head like a chronic sack
I pass the mic to the Brat
And yo I passed it back
Well-a, sistas and fellas
It's time to get your groove on
I provide the funkdafied sounds that make you move, holmes
Breaking these fools off proper like
It's S.O. S.O. D.E.F. dynamite, right
Humunah, humunah, comin' up at cha like Ralph K
And since this ain't no Honeymoon, I'm here to stay
And the way we're comin' at cha, baby, we can't miss
There's a new Tag Team in town
Uh, whoomp, there it is
[Chorus: Manuel Seal]
So, so, so funkdafied
So, so, so funkdafied
So, so, so funkdafied
So, so, so funkdafied

[Outro: The D.O.C. sample & Da Brat sample]
Funky, funky, funky, funky
Funky, unmistak-, funky
Funky, unmistakably, funky
Funky, unmistakably, funky, unmistakably
Funky, un-, un-, unmistakably
Funky, unmistakably
Funky, un-, un-, mistakably, funky
Funky, un-, un-, unmistakably
Un-mis-tak-ably so
(And I am what they call Da Brat)