All you copy cats out there Get offa my chip 'Cause I'm James Brown with the Full, Full Force Ain't takin' no lib (Hooo, hooo) Hi, good God James Brown Everyone on the street Listen to what I say You walk around and say you're bad It's time you do it that way But here I am the man who started all And I'm glad 'Cause I'm number 1, original I'm doin' bad All you puritans fightin' me so hard Steal my rune and my sour and you think you're God But I no teach you, ow, I'm as good as gold Check out brother Brown, ow, and then his soul I'm real I'm the real super bad And there's nobody out there good enough to take the things I have Que pasa, people, que pasa, hit me All you people think you got pull But I take my voice of your record that I'm paying full And say your right for me stoned to the bone And then you take my arms and my legs and fight it 'cause you're on Give me what I do, listen, boys and girls I know I'm nice, I'm so real, this is my world All you copy cats out there, get offa my chip 'Cause I'm James Brown with the Full, Full Force, I ain't takin' no lib I'm the real super bad And there's nobody out there good enough to take the things I have Full Force, can I take you to the bridge (Yeah!) Can I take you to the bridge (Yeah, Brooklyn Bridge), ow! hahahaha good God There it is How is it about we get up an' do my thing? (Full Force get busy one time) Knockin' on the doors ain't the place to be I'm feelin' funky right now, baby, you know the deal I'm real, Oooh, come on y'all, do the camel walk And get the hop out your back, hit me Get busy, yeah, make it funky (Make it funky) Hit me, get on the good foot (Get on the good foot) Hit me, get up-a (Get on up) Cool time, papa got a brand new bag Lyrics courtesy Top40db. Give it to me, give it to me