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amg - p-funk lyrics

[intro]
ayo, trace, man
(yeah, what up?)
man, i’m sick of all this old rap sh-t, man
why don’t you drop me one of them old p-funk beats, man
(alright, man, bet)

[chorus]
hip-hop smoothed out on the polka swing tip
with a country feel appeal to it
hip-hop smoothed out on the polka swing tip
with a country feel appeal to it

[verse]
call me a rebel of some sort
amg, i’m sippin’ on a quart of oe
and i gotta pee
hit the bombudd, now i’m seeing 3d
b-tches all around (say what?)
n-ggas tryna clown (hey)
right before i grab my accordion, pump the beat
i’m tossin’ up a 40, and now polka

[chorus]
hip-hop smoothed out on the polka swing tip
with a country feel appeal to it
(this is p-funk, vertical joyride style)
hip-hop smoothed out on the polka swing tip
with a country feel appeal to it

- amg

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