[bad word] back, cover Shades, good God It's a raid

Cut off the lights 
And call the law 
Cut off the lights 
And call the law 

Standing over there 
The devil's on his way 
Call the law 
Call the law
The devil's on his way 

Bring on the juice 
Bring on the juice 
Bring on the juice 
Bring on the juice 

Make me sweat!
Still good 
It's still good 
Still good 
It's still good 

Turn over 
Turn over 
Turn over 

Take me in the chain 
Take me in the chain 
Take me in the chain 

Tall women Is all I need 
Tall women Is what I want

One more time 
I wanna give the [bad word] 
Some of this funky soul 
We got here 

You don't have to do 
No song, brother 
Just keep what you got 
Don't turn it loose 
Cause it's a mother 

When I count to four
I want everybody to lay off 
Let the [bad word] go 
When I count to four 
I want you [bad word] back in 

I got to holler 
I said it's in my feet 
Feels so sweet

It's in my shake, good God 
About to work me to death 
It's in my shake 
About to work me to death 
It's in my shake

I'm about to blow 
I'm about to blow 

One, two, three, four 
Get it!

Ain't it funky? 
Ain't it funky?
Ain't it funky?
Ain't it funky?

One, two, three, fo!!