I Get Funky

I told you we could get funky, I told you it gets weird

I go Four Loko in the club, I drink 'bout seven beers

I only do that once a week or else my mind ain't clear

It took me one bad trip to realize I don't want you here

It took me one look in the mirror to realize why you filled with fear

I looked at her and said, I'm sorry, but I still don't want you here

Tryna do my dance, I'm tryna pop my shit

I'm tryna talk my shit, I'm tryna walk like this

Right foot forward, then my left foot slides

We can get funky, we can go for a ride

I ain't ready to see you cause I can't look you in the eyes