[Marley Marl:]
Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin


Yeah aight
But we need a beat that they can front to
Oh, that'll work

Be funky
You know what I'm sayin?


(Cars ride by with the boomin systems)
(Cars ride by)


Funky
For all the cars out there
And all the brothers

That like to front in their rides
Check it out


You know it's funky, funky, funky cos you heard it from hear-say
A jam that you love that don't be gettin no airplay
Strictly for frontin when you're ridin around

12 o'clock at night with your windows down
Headlights breakin cos your batteries drain
Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain

Parkin outside of all the hip-hop spots
Push the E-Q and play connect the dots
Leanin to the side, people everywhere

The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare
Big beats bumpin with the bass in back
All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack

Cos they don't understand why I act this way
Pumpin up the funky beat until the break of day
It's because I want attention when i'm ridin by

And the girls be on my jock cos my system's fly

Girlies wanna ride with a brother like me

Cos they be hear me gettin funky frequently
They tell me don't drink and drive, I say what is this
Mind your business

Now pass it around
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head

While I'm checkin out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm frontin, and I don't care if you know
The backseat of my car is like a disco show

You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone
Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne
Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top

Cruise - it's 3 o'clock
The girlies, they smile, they see me comin
I'm steady hummin, I got the Funky Drummer drummin

My trunk be shakin, vibratin and rattlin
Pumpin so loud, all the shorties be battlin
A right-hand man's here without the swing

Every chance I get I'm showin off my rings
I can keep it up until the break of dawn
Cos I'm frontin in my ride and my word is bond


Sun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow
I don't give a damn if it cracks my back window

C to the o to the o to the l to the i to the n
To the f to the r to the o to the n to the t to the i to the n
That means I'm chillin

Like Spoonie Gee said, my seats are soft like a bed
They recline way back, so I can get real cosy
I got the gangster tapes in the place

Like a basehead would say: I want bass
I want a hit, I want a dose
You're rollin up smilin, but you can't come close

Cos my system is pumpin loud
Like Rakim said: I wanna move the crowd
I warm it up with Kane, fight the power with PE

Tell the cops: you gots to chill with EPMD
This is something devastatin that'll break your trunk
And remember, Uncle L is like the future of the funk


You know what i'm sayin
Word
So next time you're in your ride pumpin it up
Just remember

It's Cool

Peace