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Some information about The Phuncky Feel One Lyrics Title: Cypress Hill - The Phuncky Feel One lyrics Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Cypress Hill Visitors: 2 visitors have visited The Phuncky Feel One Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Are you ready? Ladies and gentlemen Bout ready to get down? (repeat 2x) Ladies and gentlemen Verse One: B-Real Well I m the Real oneyes the Phuncky Feel One Cypress Hill has comeany quest/just ask them Cause we are answerinany brothers that ve been On the dick swinginand straight gatherin Enter da infocause yo what you re in fo Is a crazy daystrapped in a pimp mode Trapped like a prophetbut I still profit Even when you re off itbank s in my pocket Cause of my musicwhat you call me chumpy? In my tradethe Tribe is known to get funky Hif is here to hack you sownSon is here to buck you down Joke s on youif you re the biggest duck in town You got to relaxwe got to kick back Brothers just sit backenjoy me like a six pack As I let the rhyme flowinto the hook Yo where you gettin tookbut that s another story black Chorus: B-Real Cause I m the Real oneyes the Phuncky Feel One I m the Real oneyes the Phuncky Feel One I m the Real oneyes the Phuncky Feel One You know I m the Real oneyes the Phuncky Feel One Verse Two: Sen DogB-Real Night in a stiff blockhangin up the pimp s jock Used to call me Pimp Poppacause I likes to hip-hop Cause I m down with Cypressillin well I might Begin to take your girlyour girl she s the flyest Flyer than the other broadworkin off the pitched rod Isn t that oddinstead of sayin my dick s hard It s not about knockin youdo you feel like clockin loot? Forget it act stupid little sucker I ll be clockin you With the right or left handduck they was still stand Troopers on the side stepbucks him down to death man With the greater lyricif you can spare it Just an ass kickinis what you inherit So don t try to snake offyou know I can t be shook off Why the suckers took off? Well that s another story black Chorus Verse Three: B-RealSen Dog Standin on the cornerclose to the real estate Clones they really pull stickin brothers try to imitate Meaning when they simulatebut they can t stimulate Like a faded jointstiff from the breath I take Make me act locothey switchin up my vocal Out to catch you so-calledMC s with a roll call Then you gotta close your eyesyou can t stand the sunlight There is just one lightthe Tribe s buckin heads tonigght Buck buck buck ya head! Sorry that red is dead Deader than a doornailsomeone cold made his bed Didn t just break outthe sucker got cracked out Hit the pipe and blacked outwith the shit from back down So much more integritygreatest deal I hook up Was a funky looker But that s another story black Chorus: (together) Hottest songs from Cypress Hill : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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