Funky is as funky does, and these boys knew what funky was.
That jive they spit, them horns they blew, they spread that funk, they spread it true.
We brought some cameras they brought some brass. Made that good funk. Shake dat ass.
It rained all day in that mountain town, but we told that rain to come on down.
We had a Yurt and we had some funk.
So the rain, ain’t matter, just got us wet.
Wets the type a thing you soon forget.
That funk however, if that shit is true.
That funks a thing that sticks with you.
So y’all listen up, listen good. Don’t ask why, it’s just because.
Funky is as funky does, and these boys knew what funky was…