Outkast - Funkin' Around lyrics

Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen

What we like to do right here, well first let me let you know who I am

Well I go by the name of Andre3000 alright?

And we come from a little place called like Stankonia, Georgia right?

You know right now everybody wants to be from space

And folks like to be from the country and everything like that

You know, like really like the South is like cool to be from the South right about now

Girls listen up

[Andre]

Torn between Saturday night and early Sunday mornin'

I don't know, I'm so unstruct in between-tween

I'm out here knowin' hip-hop is dead; The average nigga on my corner yellin' what the fuck you mean-mean

See we ain't even sing the mouth to chop counter-clock wise goes the neighborhood

Hand me down some canned-goods, wont cut the Grei-pupon

We got the layer-on, back to the drawing board can't afford to lose journey beyond

One, slash one slash ninety-one, my teacher six foot incher man said sit down son

And let me tell you like I heard it when I don't desert it

It wadn't no other way to word it got my feelings scurred and

By the, bullet of bad, the singer of sad, songs to make you long for your mom and your dad

Plaid class with poke-a-dots, I hope you ain't mad

Back up little mama I'm about to react

[Chorus]

Yup, we ain't just funky but wild, ah-ah

No, you don't want to see me clown, ah-ah

No, tomorrow sounds like right now, ah-ah

[Bridge]

People have ya party, but please dont be late

Its to bounce rock roller-skate, bounce rock roller-skate

Hey sexy mama, there's no time to waste

Its to bounce rock roller-skate, bounce rock roller-skate

At the party, fool around, ah baby

People have ya party, dont be late

Its to bounce rock roller-skate, bounce rock roller-skate

[Big Boi]

While Scotty is beaming LaPookie is skeeming

Wait to you still live in my name-go, while you snoozing I'm dreaming

I'm Tylenol PM, you mouth to the same thing everyday like Perdium

Never try to be nothing but that what you're being, one nation under the cool should be the rule

Wether young man or young lady begins or starts grade school

Silence before violence, nine times out of ten times the quietest is the loudest

Bumplin' through your privates, Daddy Fat Sacks can I have your back, Naw

Ooh!, you're Such a playa, Ohh! your Southern ball

Got me scrawled out, in ya black book my name was crossed out

Went from starting the second string now in the dog house *WROOF*

Remenicing, the party was missing, instead of arguements you think about the hugs and kisses

If this is, something, hard for you to think, you better bounce, rock, roller-skate

[Chorus]

[Repeat first line of Chorus]

[*trumpets