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Gather 'round everybody
Everybody clap your hands
I never tried this shit before, but I'll do the best I can
I got somethin' to say to you, you might not appreciate it
But I don't give a damn if you like it or not
In fact, I don't care if you hate it
Ain't tryin' to start no shit
I ain't tryin' to raise no sand
I'm just tryin' to say what I got to say
In a language you understand
Now you know my name ain't Fatback, Kurtis Blow, or Sugarhill
I'm just tryin' to pass this message to you
To show you how I feel
Say ho (Ho)
They said it
Damn, ho (Ho)
Oh, shit
Hib, hib, hib, h
We ain't got nothin' else going
Let us at least keep the beat, Todd
Well, you brought your ass down here
I hope you can get out
Say ho (Ho)
Ooh, I like this groove
Ooh, shit, I like this
This sounds like some old James Brown shit
James Brown, see, he started this shit
Now you white folks done took his shit
And just makin' all the goddamn money
James, he had the funk, though
James, he could say, "Hit me
Hit me
Hit me"
Sometimes he'd get confused
And didn't know what he wanted to hit him with, but fuck it
Hit me
Give me a D
Funky D
Give me a D
A funky D
Give me a D (D)
A funky D (Funky D)
D (D, funky D)
Funky D (D)
Keep your D (Funky D)
I don't want your D (D)
Your D too funky (Funky D)
Don't give me no more D (D)
All I must have is E (Funky D)
Give me an I (I)
Give me a C (C)
Give me a K (K)
With the D (D)
Give me an I (I)
Give me a C (C)
Give me a K (K)
With the D
Oh, hit me
Hit me
Hit me
Hit me
Y'all done hit me enough, goddamn
Ooh, shit
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