JP Reynolds - Guavalicious Funk Lyrics

All my guavas in the house feeling blessed now
Turn it louder, get down with a step now
Get loose go and do it, we be moving, we be moving
Steady grooving, steady grooving with our hands in the air
It's how we do
It's how we do
All my guavas, my family, my people
Go do your thing

Take a stroll down memory lane with me
Put on your crown, get wild, come and reign with me
I put it down for my town in the white uptowns
So fly there ain't nothing you can say to me
Hit Rick at the shop for the fresh cut
J Harold's on 3rd where the best was
Pete Rock and CL shot a video there
Now we rocking with Pete so we bless up
So special, so special
Car wash with my pops that's the next move
Tightened up the ride, looking right in the light
This a super duper koopa trooper vessel
Got this barbecue sauce for the party in the yard
Yea the grill bout to be on fire
Playing Earth, Wind & Fire, dancing hard into the night
You know you gotta turn this song up high
Fireflies in the sky, food in my belly
Grown folks playing spades, the game is on the telly
Cakes and pies get sliced for our consumption
They swear they dance it off to the beats that be bumping
Get on the floor and do something
Slide back the furniture if you need to, jump in
Jokes and laughter, folks is scattered
But don't be napping, 'cause we get active
Whaaaaaaat

All my guavas in the house feeling blessed now
Turn it louder, get down with a step now
Get loose go and do it, we be moving, we be moving
Steady grooving, steady grooving with our hands in the air
It's how we do
It's how we do
All my guavas, my family, my people
Go do your thing

We can go back even further
To them growing up days when your crush made you nervous
Or when it's on 'cause your kin from the south came
Their accent made people take notice
Your uncle had hooch in a mason jar
Telling crazy stories but nobody would dare to say he's off
Ribs in a cooler, Glen Island on the grill
Quarter water, ice pops, Faygos on chill
At the park for the reunion, how we do it for the cook
For the shorties sorta sporty I was steady on the look
Steady off the hook, running through a sprinkler
Super soaker fight, good clothes all wrinkled up
It's feeling like Bad Boy in 98
A love like this until the speaker break
Stone cold like a sly guy
These are high times
Family affair
If I said I didn't miss it, I lied
Now let's work

Gon get it
Gon gon get it
Gon get it
Gon gon get it
Gon feel it
Goin gon feel it
Gon feel it
Goin gon feel it

All my guavas in the house feeling blessed now
Turn it louder, get down with a step now
Get loose go and do it, we be moving, we be moving
Steady grooving, steady grooving with our hands in the air
It's how we do
It's how we do
All my guavas, my family, my people
Go do your thing

Or we can stay here right now
Whole team chase dreams, yea we living out loud
No roadblocks or barriers could ever ever bury us
Won't stop till we walking on a cloud
Craft sounds for our sons and our daughters that'll come
After us so they can be proud of everything that we've done
I teamed up with Roddy
I'm with God, riding shotty
Going salmon on the tracks
With a flow hardbody
Gym to the hospital spitting something ill
Been revealed, give the people something they can feel!
Something that can heal, and time do that
About time that somebody let they rhymes do that
Cross lines like finding that Shonda rap
A lotta shine where I'm at the Divine do that
A lotta grind you should put us in a laundromat
Unwind dance time yea this song do clap
Like that

All my guavas in the house feeling blessed now
Turn it louder, get down with a step now
Get loose go and do it, we be moving, we be moving
Steady grooving, steady grooving with our hands in the air
It's how we do
It's how we do
All my guavas, my family, my people
Go do your thing

On a ride guavalicious supreme
Radical pinks and blues do you cruise what I mean
Cue the scene
Where we do that thing
We groove so free
On Peace and Power planet
The hate can't stand it
While I talk my guava
Rebellious fodder
For the offspring
We sing off shackles
Our troops follow suit
And that's the truth, Ruth
Shout out to Naomi
And all the homies
You know me
Ya diggs
This is Eusebius Valentino
Coming straight, live from your
Guavamatic Space Dream