Tear the roof off me honey Tear the roof off the mothersucker Tear the roof off the sucker Repeat4x (now everybody just sing) You got a real gangsta thang goin' down underground Got the whole world gangin' dog pound You got a real gangsta thang goin' down underground Got the whole world gangin' dog pound(Oh) (Chorus) We want the funk Get up off the funk(oh) We need the funk We gotta have that funk(oh) Repeat 2x (Rap) First of all I got them poppin 'em Lockin on 'em Liftin on 'em Flippin on 'em Droppin on 'em I'm comin' down like a spaceship through the clouds And I'm doin' 'bout a hundred thousand miles Doggy style all in your earhole Gonna get funky 'cause I know thats what you here for You bouncin' your neck and bobbin'your head What I'm tryna do here is wake the dead Follow instructions One that conductors conductive Bustin' my functions Bumpin', funkin', jumpin' Man these suckers on the mic ain't sayin' nothin' So really you ain't really gettin' nothin' so I'ma say it little somethin' cause it's nothin' To a boss wanna boss it up Cross 'em up With a whole lots of a(oh) (chorus 2x) (oh I'll never funk) (causin' funk we throw spit) (so everybody say it) (rap) Ain't no otha Word to motha You'll discova That this year's one bad soul brotha Undercova Gotcha lova Notcha lova Take ya girl Shake ya world Flip tha script Dip the chip Dip the hip This is it (I can dig it) We slip and slide Swirl the ride Talk that jive And keep the funk alive (chorus) We want the funk(say it) Get up off the funk(everybody say) We need the funk(i'll never funk) We gotta have that funk(uh gotta have the funk) We want the funk(oh no starchild) Get up off the funk(uh everybody say) We need the funk We gotta have that funk Aight little Begees come out to play come out to play come out to play come out to play Aight little Begees come out to play We'll teach you how to ball Aight little Begees come out to play come out to play come out to play come out to play Aight little Begees come out to play We'll show you how to ball (rap) A is for apples and J is for jack P is for ball Thats right it's back on track Which is fat rap That I'm puttin down for you All around the world It's the big dog pound for ya The funk we brust and and trust Man you can't funk wit us Cold as a mother All the women love him Cause they just want a piece of the Undercover Brother Wanna take him home tonight Cause he's so dynamite Sold him like Dolamites Is that right? Sure youre right I got little somethin' for groupies Snoopie Doopie And nothin' for Bootsie (Bootsie) Turn it loose I'm just funkin' with my nephew Snoop Where you get your funk from? Now lets get ready to shoot Undrecover Brother, the one you will discova You can't get a piece what's under his sheets (chorus till end)