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Function Video (MV)




Performed By: King Cozee
Language: English
Length: 1:47
Written by: Edward Moore III




King Cozee - Function Lyrics
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Huh
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Yeah
I'm the big boss
A villain
Stacking up guap from the floor to the ceiling
Niggas so fake & they moving like mannequins
Coming for ya neck, chopping off ya head again
Bitch, I'm going up & I'm bringing up the Bredren
Watch how you talking, you see how I'm stepping
F*ck nigga talking, I'll send him to heaven
Load up the chopper we got that boy scrambling
Now that boy running & now that boy panicking, uh
Stomp em out, put 'em on camera, yeah, uh
I just feel like I'm the man of the year
Stomp niggas out, I ain't having no fears
I'm bringing my blade out, I'm swinging my fist
When it come to this rap, nigga, I'm the best
Niggas can't compete, can't contest
Walk in the building with a S on my chest
Pretty ass nigga, but the flow so dirty
Fresh ass nigga, stay flyer than a birdy
Like a New York nigga, yeah, I'm hella f*cking sturdy
But I'm a flint town nigga going up in a hurry
Niggas stealing swag like pirates, get scurvy
Underground nigga but ya girl probably heard of me
So I took his shawty 'cause she hella curvy
Real ass nigga, so, she never curving me
Nigga wanna talk, I'll stomp em on the curb & shit
While I'm building these bridges, I'll dig you a ditch
F*ck nigga talking, but wearing no vest
Machete going through yo f*cking chest
Nigga claim he a dog, but know I'm the vet
Man, that shit get me mad, man, that shit get me, ughh
In the function
On that f*ck shit
My brothers all around & shawty's on the floor, yeah
In the function
On that f*ck shit
Don't you come around my clique 'cause we gone blow shit
In the function
On that f*ck shit
My brothers all around & shawty's on the floor, yeah
In the function
On that f*ck shit
Don't you come around my clique 'cause we gone blow shit
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Huh
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Yeah
I'm the big boss
A villain
Stacking up guap from the floor to the ceiling
Niggas so fake & they moving like mannequins
Coming for ya neck, chopping off ya head again
Bitch, I'm going up & I'm bringing up the Bredren
Watch how you talking, you see how I'm stepping
F*ck nigga talking, I'll send him to heaven
Load up the chopper we got that boy scrambling
Now that boy running & now that boy panicking, uh
Stomp em out, put 'em on camera, yeah, uh
I just feel like I'm the man of the year
Stomp niggas out, I ain't having no fears
I'm bringing my blade out, I'm swinging my fist
When it come to this rap, nigga, I'm the best
Niggas can't compete, can't contest
Walk in the building with a S on my chest
Pretty ass nigga, but the flow so dirty
Fresh ass nigga, stay flyer than a birdy
Like a New York nigga, yeah, I'm hella f*cking sturdy
But I'm a flint town nigga going up in a hurry
Niggas stealing swag like pirates, get scurvy
Underground nigga but ya girl probably heard of me
So I took his shawty 'cause she hella curvy
Real ass nigga, so, she never curving me
Nigga wanna talk, I'll stomp em on the curb & shit
While I'm building these bridges, I'll dig you a ditch
F*ck nigga talking, but wearing no vest
Machete going through yo f*cking chest
Nigga claim he a dog, but know I'm the vet
Man, that shit get me mad, man, that shit get me, ughh
In the function
On that f*ck shit
My brothers all around & shawty's on the floor, yeah
In the function
On that f*ck shit
Don't you come around my clique 'cause we gone blow shit
In the function
On that f*ck shit
My brothers all around & shawty's on the floor, yeah
In the function
On that f*ck shit
Don't you come around my clique 'cause we gone blow shit
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Writer: Edward Moore III
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