If You Have to Ask

Lyrics for If You Have to Ask

A wanna be gangster thinkin' he's a wise guy Rob another bank, he's a sock 'em in the eye guy Tank head, Mr. Bonnie and Clyde guy Look him in the eye, he's not my kinda guy Never wanna be confusion proof oh Pudding's sweet but too aloof oh Orange eye girl with blackslide Dew said Yo homie who you talkin' to A backed up paddywagon mackin' on a cat's ass One uppercut to the cold upper middle class Born to storm on boredom's face And a little lust to the funky ass Flea bass Most in the race just lose their grace The blackest hole in all of space Crooked as a hooker now suck my thumb Anybody wanna come get some If you have to ask You'll never know Funky motherfuckers will not be told to go If you have to ask You'll never know Funky motherfucker will not be told to go (oh woh woh) Don't ask me why I'm flying so high Mr. Bubble meets superfly in my third eye Searchin' for a soul bride, she's my freakette Soak it up inside eeeper than a secret Much more than meets the eye To the funk I fall into my new ride My hand, my hand Magic on the one is a medicine man Thinkin' of a few taboos that I ought to kill Dancin' on their face like a stage on Vaudeville I feel so good can't be understood Booty of a hoodlum rockin' my red hood If you have to ask You'll never know Funky motherfucker will not be told to go If you have to ask You'll never know Funky motherfucker will not be told to go (oh woh woh)