Funky Rap Sanga

By Hi-C (Compton)

On Skanless

Released on December 10, 1991

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[Verse 1]

It's me, Hi-C, your funky rap sanga

When it comes to singing songs, oh yes, I got a gang-a

Shit I like to talk, some shit I like to sing

Like "Yep, you're on my dick-dick-ding-a-ling"

Hey baby, maybe you can get it going

With a young nigga that be knowing and growing

'Cause when I'm in a relationship, I like to go slow and hey

Hey, I take my time when I'm hoeing

And when I walk out the door, it's like punching a clock

Yo, I don't sing pop while I'm rocking your cot

So baby, gap your legs wide open

And if you dare, prepare to get stuck by a Trojan

Yep, that's good stickin', so baby, get to lickin'

Nah, I ain't kiddin' and I ain't bullshittin'

With a rubber, that's the only way that I fade

'Cause fuck that shit, I ain't about to catch AIDS

If you think moms can hang, nigga, you could bring her

Long as she don't fuck with Hi-C, the funky rap sanga


[Chorus]

Hey, rap sanga, hey

I'm your funky rap sanga, hey

Hi-C, the rap sanga, hey

I'm your funky rap sanga, hey

Rap sanga, hey

I'm your funky rap sanga, hey

Hi-C, the rap sanga, hey


[Verse 2]

Now I'ma diss the bitches that got one braid

'Cause those the type of hoes that's only out to get paid

Niggas, watch your ass and your cash, they'll take ya

A dulo ho, the bitch is only out to break ya

I trick a tramp, I'll fuck her in the guts

And after I'm finished fuckin', I'll fuck her ass up

Now, bitch, say what? Put your clothes on

And if you take too long, I bet you'll catch the damn bus home

Gave her a couple of minutes, said, "Fuck it," I broke out

It's 2 o'clock, she's at the bus stop looking smoked out

The only damn way she'd get picked up

If she come and eat a big fat dick up

I like to fuck it, I never suck it

I stick my balls into her mouth and she'll love it

I push my dick way up her mouth until it reach her fuckin' throat

I get to strokin' and a pokin' until it's broke

And if you think aunt can hang, nigga, you bring her

Long as she don't fuck with Hi-C, the funky rap sanga


[Chorus]

Hey, rap sanga, hey

I'm your funky rap sanga, hey

Hi-C, the rap sanga, hey

Rap sanga, hey

I'm your funky rap sanga, hey

Hi-C, the rap sanga, hey

I'm your funky rap sanga, hey


[Verse 3]

Now, niggas don't trip, this a bitch cut

'Cause I'm looking for the hooker with the big butt

So I can bust me a big ol' great nut

In a little ol' skinny ass fat slut

Now some girls like to trip 'cause I'm seventeen

But I rip it damn good, so what the hell that mean?

I just push all up in 'em like some ice cream

And while I'm pumpin', she be hummin', "Oh King"

Now some women like to hug, some women like to kiss

Some women like to grind, while others suckin' dick

See, I'm light-skinned, weigh about 155

I'm short with long hair and I love lickin' thighs

No, there's no surprise, and if you wanna cum

Just run up on Hi-C and just get some

If your grandma wanna hang, nigga, you can bring her

Long as she don't fuck with Hi-C, the funky rap sanga


[Chorus]

Hey, I'm your funky rap sanga, hey

Hi-C, the rap sanga, hey

I'm your funky rap sanga, hey

Rap sanga, hey

I'm your funky rap sanga, hey

Hi-C, the rap sanga, hey

I'm your funky rap sanga, hey


[Outro]

Yeah, shout goes out to my man, Super Fly

My man Tony A, DJ Quik, 2nd II None

And that crazy nigga AMG, Big Breed

Yeah, we doin' it, y'all, yeah, yeah

Let me hit a note