Flex has released several mixtape albums. He is also influential in the automotive street scene, with a show on Spike TV, Ride with Funkmaster Flex, The show is also on KTN (Kenya Television Network), Channel O (South Africa) and [[Channel [V]]] (Australia), as well as All Muscle with Funkmaster Flex on ESPN, and Next Year Car Wars with Funkmaster Flex He founded Team Baurtwell, a custom car club. Flex puts on an annual touring car show, the Funkmaster Flex Celebrity Car Show Tour, which includes the cars of stars such as Wyclef Jean and many others.
The LUGZ shoe company produced the FMF-1 Funkmaster Flex driving shoe, designed by Flex. He has also been a spokesman for Starter athletic gear and Greyhound.
In the videogame, ESPN NFL 2K5, Flex is a celebrity adversary and is also unlockable as a free agent fullback in season mode. Funkmaster Flex Currently Resides in Ardsley, NY
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Discography
The Mix Tape Volume 1: 60 Minutes of Funk
The Mix Tape Volume 2: 60 Minutes of Funk
The Mix Tape Volume 3: 60 Minutes of Funk
The Tunnel (album)
The Mix Tape Volume 4: 60 Minutes of Funk
Funkmaster Flex Car Show Tour (2005)
Rush
Funkmaster Flex Lyrics
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Uhh, what
Lady Luck
Def Jam
Shutting the game down from the whip
To the tunnel
You in da club
Yo
What ya'll gonna do when we rush the door
Buy out the bar then rush the floor (niggas)
Touch ya whore, I puff the raw
Push a four, wrist gonna crush ya jaw
Don't trust a broad who rocking the Timberlands
Criminal like Eminem don't act feminine
But talk slick and six hit your women friends
Ball like Wimbledon trucks like cinnamon
It's them again (who)
Niggas hotter then you
It's like cop car lights with my rocks in view
Pay homage to Luck a.k.a Chrissie Wallace
Chick about them dollars, be a queen like Hollis
Rockwilders, pop collars, glock hollers
At Any nigga out to stop ours
Cause we lug shots, mug shots, all at you blood clots
One spot, gunshots, get the body dem hot
(Chorus) x2
[A Kid Called Roots] (Lady Luck)
All my niggas and broads we rush the door (c'mon)
Grap your drinks and rush the floor (c'mon)
We keep it hot from wall to wall (c'mon)
From the front to the rear get it crunk in here (yo, yo, yo, yeah)
[Lady Luck]
I came in the door, said it before
Luck getting drunk till I fall to the floor
Come back for more, rock wall to wall
Ball till I score, then out by the morn
How I dip and ride that whip I drive
On I-95 getting he'd in the ride
Me and Root sipping Gin and The Juice
Jewelry to loose, jeans hang over my boots
You keep think that you bullet proof
Till I put to your head give it a sunroof
Good God, my whole squad hard
And bank accounts is large
Puff Chron--ic (*couching*) Stay in Phat Farm and Sean John
Chick shake yo ass like you want some cash
Nigga pump it fast like why
In "Rush," Lady Luck raps about her and her crew's dominating presence in the club scene. She boasts about being able to shut down the game from the whip to the tunnel, as well as the ability to buy out the bar and rush the floor. She warns others not to trust a broad wearing Timberlands but to be criminal like Eminem, and not to talk slick because six of her guys will hit your women friends. The chorus repeats the theme of rushing the door and the floor and keeping the energy crunk from front to rear.
Luck's strong, confident delivery reflects the competitive nature of the hip-hop scene and the drive to be the best. The use of catching phrases like "rock wilders" and "pop collars" emphasizes the cool, tough attitude required to stand out. The use of the phrase "blood clot" as an insult shows the influence of Jamaican patois and reggae music on hip-hop culture. Overall, the song portrays the energy and intensity of the club scene and the fiercely competitive nature of the music industry.
Line by Line Meaning
What ya'll gonna do when we rush the door
What are you going to do when we forcefully enter the venue?
Buy out the bar then rush the floor
We are going to purchase all the alcohol and then proceed to dance wildly
Touch ya whore, I puff the raw
I will partake in smoking illegal drugs and engage in sexual activity without judgment
Push a four, wrist gonna crush ya jaw
I will misuse my Rolex and use it to assault anyone who tries to start trouble
Don't trust a broad who rocking the Timberlands
I don't trust women who are trying to look tough by wearing Timberland boots
Criminal like Eminem don't act feminine
I am tough like the criminal image of Eminem and don't act feminine
Ball like Wimbledon trucks like cinnamon
We are rich and successful, like a Wimbledon tennis player, with fancy trucks like a cinnamon color
It's them again (who) Niggas hotter then you
We are back, we are better than everyone else, and we are going to prove it
It's like cop car lights with my rocks in view
My jewelry shines so bright it looks like police car lights, and everyone can see how rich I am
Pay homage to Luck a.k.a Chrissie Wallace
Respect me and my nickname, which is derived from Christopher Wallace, also known as The Notorious B.I.G.
Chick about them dollars, be a queen like Hollis
Focus on making money and being successful like the neighborhood of Hollis is known for in Queens, New York City.
Rockwilders, pop collars, glock hollers
We dress fashionably, wear our collars popped, and shoot guns at anyone who stands in our way
At Any nigga out to stop ours
We will take down anyone who tries to stop our success and lifestyle
Cause we lug shots, mug shots, all at you blood clots
We take a lot of shots of alcohol, end up getting arrested, and we will physically attack our enemies
All my niggas and broads we rush the door (c'mon)
All of my friends and acquaintances, both male and female, will rush into the venue
Grap your drinks and rush the floor (c'mon)
Pick up your drinks and start dancing with us
We keep it hot from wall to wall (c'mon)
Our energy and excitement will fill the entire venue from wall to wall
From the front to the rear get it crunk in here (yo, yo, yo, yeah)
From the front of the venue to the rear, let's dance and party hard
Luck getting drunk till I fall to the floor
I will drink alcohol heavily and party until I pass out
Come back for more, rock wall to wall
I will return to party again and dance throughout the entire venue
Ball till I score, then out by the morn
I will party and enjoy myself until the morning, then leave
How I dip and ride that whip I drive
The way I drive my car with skill and ease is impressive
On I-95 getting he'd in the ride
I am getting high from smoking illegal drugs while driving on Interstate 95
Me and Root sipping Gin and The Juice
My friend Roots and I are drinking gin and juice
Jewelry to loose, jeans hang over my boots
My jewelry is expensive and I wear my jeans on my boots
You keep think that you bullet proof
You believe that you are invincible and can't be harmed
Till I put to your head give it a sunroof
I will shoot you in the head and create a hole like a sunroof in your car roof
Good God, my whole squad hard
My friends and I are tough and intimidating
And bank accounts is large
We are wealthy and have large amounts of money in our bank accounts
Puff Chron--ic (*couching*) Stay in Phat Farm and Sean John
I smoke marijuana and wear designer clothing from brands like Phat Farm and Sean John
Chick shake yo ass like you want some cash
Women should dance and show off their bodies in hopes of making money
Nigga pump it fast like why
People should dance energetically and enthusiastically
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JON EHRLICH, LEIGH ROBERTS, MICHAEL WAYNE JONES
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