Space Funk

Chorus:

Remy Baggins:
Tell me what you wanna do do do
Cause I'm in the mood mood mood
To get higghh
With youuu

Tell me what you wanna do do do
Cause I'm in the mood mood mood
To get higghh
Let's lit this rocket (Let's lit this rocket)

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Straight up to mars
We gotta get the shooting stars

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Woah! She goat that ass
And a fiesty nag

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Straight up to mars
We gotta get the shooting stars

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Woah! She got that ass
And a fiesty nag

Ice Prince:
Now I'm hit you with the space funk
Two step into the base drum
we go live on the taped song
never with the fake ones
I just give her a couple drinks
and I made her say 'ahhh' like Trey Songz

Now we in a whole other galaxy
Some of the planets where the hoes never have to be
Its kind of lonely but its way better actually
Just me and baby girl gettin lost in the ecstacy
You know and that's the best for me

I've been around too many circus in my life
I'm done playing games, trying to make you my wife
You know what they say: stay as fly as a kite
But baby girl, I'm trying to put you on a rocket tonight

You know you don't really got to ask for
Any time you need me baby girl, just open that door
I'll be right there even if i was your last call
if I was your last call
You know I'll bring you blessings like a pastor

Chorus:

Remy Baggins:
Tell me what you wanna do do do
Cause I'm in the mood mood mood
To get higghh
With youuu

Tell me what you wanna do do do
Cause I'm in the mood mood mood
To get higghh
Let's lit this rocket (let's lit this rocket)

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Straight up to mars
We gotta get the shooting stars

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Woah! She goat that ass
And a fiesty nag

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Straight up to mars
We gotta get the shooting stars

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Woah! She got that ass
And a fiesty nag

Ice Prince:
And a fiesty nag
Eh
You got me floating in the skyyy
Yeah
Girl I'm tryin to take you outta space now you got me on your wings yeah
I'm trying to show you a different side
wave you with the fox, such a different guy
way back we were so stupid and stuff
but now the ladies see I'm such a brilliant guy

Like Woah!
She got be floating like a bird in the sky
And deep inside me, I can't find the words to describe
The beauty I see inside is way ahead of my time

She's like a goddess of me
Mona Lisa
Like woah
Bad looks, with the bad hair, that's a bad b****
Shawty always on track just like the athletes
All the dudes in the city wishing to have this
But she out in the moment

Chorus:

Remy Baggins:
Tell me what you wanna do do do
Cause I'm in the mood mood mood
To get higghh
With youuu

Tell me what you wanna do do do
Cause I'm in the mood mood mood
To get higghh
Let's lit this rocket (let's lit the rocket)

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Straight up to mars
We gotta get the shooting stars

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Woah! She goat that ass
And a fiesty nag

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Straight up to mars
We gotta get the shooting stars

We gotta hit em with the space funk
Woah! She got that ass
And a fiesty nag (and a fiesty nag!)