I am..... quick to pull the trigger quick to pull your card
  Hard late for the boulevard
  It's Da B to the R A T with the bump
  Sendin good vibrations from the trunk to the front
  Of your ride (ride) where I live that's what they like (like)
  So that's what I give
  Somethin for them fools when they crawl and creep
  And creep and crawl it's fa all y'all
  Well..........
  
  (Hook)
  Who's that makin that funky noise?
  It's Da Brat-tat-tat-tat bustin out on that ass
  Fa All Y'all, Fa All Y'all hey hey hey (you don't hear me, though)
  Who's that makin that funky noise?
  It's like that, it's like that, it's Da Brat
  Fa All Y'all, Fa All Y'all hey hey
  
  (Verse 2)
  Now that Da Brat's in the house yo the house is packed
  Guys and girls everywhere with a hump in they back
  As I sling my funk like a vodoo moose through the hood
  All Fa Y'all cause everything is good
  Now..... lay back listen to the phattest
  Listen to the baddest rhymin apparatus
  At a status you ain't got to check
  Cause y'all knows that I definitely gets wrecked
  So, uh
  
  (Hook)
  
  (Verse 3)
  Gotta give thanks to the funk when it's time to pray
  With some fine ass dank now it's time to play
  That shit from that ghetto ass bitch me be
  B to the R A to the T
  Just niggas and bitches on every side
  Waitin for the chance to get funkdafied
  And all they gotta do is learn the words of this anthem
  I'll grant them if you can chant them
  Like everybody else..
  
  (Hook)
  
  I promise to funk
  The whole funk
  Nothing but the funk
  
  I promise to funk
  The whole funk
  Nothing but the funk