FUNKADELIC


Philmore Lyrics

Stick it, stick it
Stick it, stick it

Let me talk to you for awhile
Love me my way, you're in style
And got some [unverified] on your mind
Your lovin', taste my wine, yeah

Feel it, feel it, listen to this

Tell all your friends and anyone too
That they'll be there pretty soon
Philmore baby, that's all you need
Philmore is gonna be guaranteed
Sometimes it smells, you know?

Feel it, stick it, stick it
Stick it, stick it, stick it, chicken

Everybody's got a problem and you don't even give a damn
Up on you, like I said
Everybody's got a problem but you don't even give a damn
Everybody's got a problem but you don't even give a damn
Everybody's got problems but you don't even care
You don't care and you don't care, yeah

Everybody's got a problem
(Everyone's got problems, y'all)
But you don't care and you don't care
Everybody's got problems but you don't even give a damn
Do what you want to do

Everybody's got problems but you don't even give a damn
Everybody's got problems
(Stop and stare, beware)
But you don't even give a damn

Everybody's got problems
(Stick it, stick it, good God)
But you don't even give a damn
(Philmore sometime)
Hit it

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