Lyrics:
Uptown Funk

n*** Ooh, shoulda knew that we gon' bring that funk to you (Yeah, the Brick City dawgs, yeah, holla at your frogs) Gilla House, is comin' through and Wutchoogonnado (Uptown

light a blunt for my nigga D That's doin' three pack, now where I get the hash at You can't fuck with my funk 'cause my funk is kinda abstract Past that

dipped with the quickness The plan went well so I got down to the business Opened up the bag it was filled with paper I thought I freaked the funk but

funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go Yeah, well, alright, c'mon Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go Yeah, yes, well, alright, c'mon Funk, funk

now in ninety-three it's all about the Fat Man Peace to Finesse, Showbiz and A.G. Gizmo, Little Hec', and Kool Micskit (Say what?) My crew from Uptown

light up the scene And break ham like Carl Lewis Nothin but gun smoke is all ya smell Niggaz lying dead on bullets and shells My people dwells to Uptown

da one the mic check three Cru in you baby Mic checka da one the mic check three Mix it up with the big Y.O Comin' from the Laf Isle with fat funk flow

somethin' AK wit' fifty shots I tote it too stop somethin' Make it happen you's the punk I'll put you in the trunk ??? ???? you dunk nigga I bring funk

wit' me Out that 13, straped up he ride or die wit' me I was in the 'Nolia, lookin' for that killa guerilla I know my nigga gangsta got it on wild willa Uptown