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If You Have to Ask

๐Ÿ‘ค Red Hot Chili Peppers โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Woodstock 99 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:37
๐ŸŽต 1424 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:37 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 17115880

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

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 black slide Dew said

Yo! Homie who you talkin' to a backed up paddy wagon macking 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, whoa, whoa)

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 deeper 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 whoa, whoa)

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:09.78] A wanna be gangster thinkin' he's a wise guy
[00:12.15] Rob another bank, he's a sock 'em in the eye guy
[00:14.84] Tank head, Mr. Bonnie and Clyde guy
[00:17.00] Look him in the eye, he's not my kinda guy
[00:19.49] Never wanna be confusion proof, oh
[00:21.92] Pudding's sweet but too aloof, oh
[00:24.68] Orange eye girl with black slide Dew said
[00:27.05] Yo! Homie who you talkin' to a backed up paddy wagon macking on a cat's ass
[00:31.92] One uppercut to the cold upper middle class
[00:34.32] Born to storm on boredom's face
[00:36.72] And a little lust to the funky ass Flea bass
[00:39.19] Most in the race just lose their grace
[00:41.97] The blackest hole in all of space
[00:44.35] Crooked as a hooker now suck my thumb
[00:46.74] Anybody wanna come get some
[00:49.21] If you have to ask
[00:52.15] You'll never know
[00:53.80] Funky motherfuckers will not be told to go
[00:57.38]
[00:59.48] If you have to ask
[01:02.16] You'll never know
[01:04.28] Funky motherfucker will not be told to go (oh, whoa, whoa)
[01:08.03]
[01:19.04] Don't ask me why I'm flying so high
[01:21.68] Mr. Bubble meets superfly in my third eye
[01:24.32] Searchin' for a soul bride, she's my freakette
[01:26.75] Soak it up inside deeper than a secret
[01:29.36] Much more than meets the eye
[01:31.21] To the funk I fall into my new ride
[01:34.25] My hand, my hand
[01:36.75] Magic on the one is a medicine man
[01:38.93] Thinkin' of a few taboos that I ought to kill
[01:41.98] Dancin' on their face like a stage on Vaudeville
[01:44.54] I feel so good can't be understood
[01:46.79] Booty of a hoodlum rockin' my red hood
[01:49.52] If you have to ask
[01:51.84] You'll never know
[01:54.38] Funky motherfucker will not be told to go
[01:59.15] If you have to ask
[02:02.03] You'll never know
[02:04.23] Funky motherfucker will not be told to go (oh whoa, whoa)
[02:05.54]

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