This is a song about "Crunky funk"

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

Yeah ya threw, dynamic funk is the crew

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Stay chain paper funk a hater he can get it

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

But i show the black machine gun funk when the time is right,

This funky rhythm fits so snug, dynamic funk boomin from your trunk

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Dynamic funk in the house, better kick the buckets,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different