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Brown James Big Strong

They say loving nothing but the blues Everybody got the blue sometimes They say that loving nothing but the blues And everybody got the blue sometimes

that shit up And let the funk be your guiding light You heard it comin' from the lungs Of the funkadelic brother himself More funk than a bag of skunk Twice the funk that James Brown

life, them big boy Toys'R'Us Got them S5 fifties Maybach's, push suede back Four hundred G's, on the concrete, save that Like James Brown, it's the 'Big

(A) 59 Christie Street There's a girl over there With long brown hair I took her to the place I threw the mattress in her face Took off her shirt Took

(A) 59 Christie Street There's a girl over there With long brown hair I took her to the place I threw the mattress in her face Took off her shirt Took

about to begin When I say funk session, i ain't talking about George Clinton I love that nigger though I ain't talking about James Brown and Sly Stone

[James Brown] (Funky) [The O'Jays] (Money, money, money) (Funky) (Funky) (Money, money, money) (Funky) Get up, party people, listen to this rap

[Intro - Big Boi] Yeah! All the ladies say hoooo All the hoes say: [Gucci] Hah! Hah! Hah! [Big Boi] Gucci up, here we go A-town, C-post Cut masta swift

my drawers Hey boy this is the way the East coast swing it so bring it Man I told you ass Brown-er than James with the Sex Machine shit I keep the chronic