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