Funky Millodicado
Igor Prata
funky
congas
Greasy funk groove at midtempo
springy bass and tight rhythm guitar chops
dry snare with clap on the backbeat
male vocals leaning playful and syncopated. Chorus explodes with stacked call-and-response chants and bright horn stabs; verses ride a pocket with rubbery bass fills and percussive keys. Brief breakdown strips to bass
and vocal ad-libs before a final full-band hit.
Erstellt am Feb 26, 2026
Songtexte
[Intro]
Slide in smooth
Too cool to rush it
Snap with the shoes
Let the floor get jealous (hey!)
[Verse 1]
Got that sweet and salty swagger
Drippin’ down my collarbone
Little twist of something wicked
In a suit that I don’t own
You can taste it in the laughter
In the trouble on my tongue
Half a step behind the halo
But the party’s just begun
[Chorus]
Funky millodicado
Too rich
Too ripe
Too cool
Pass it down the table
Let it break your little rules
Funky millodicado
Creamy chaos in my soul
Take a bite
Lose your bravado
Let the weirdness take control (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Spillin’ secrets on the carpet
Dancin’ circles ‘round our pride
Every side a different flavor
Flip it over
Let it slide
You say “this feels kinda crazy”
I say “this feels kinda right”
Little messy
Little magic
On the tongue of Friday night
[Chorus]
Funky millodicado
Too rich
Too ripe
Too cool
Pass it down the table
Let it break your little rules
Funky millodicado
Creamy chaos in my soul
Take a bite
Lose your bravado
Let the weirdness take control
[Bridge]
[Breakdown: bass
Hand percussion
Call-and-response chants]
Dip it
Spin it
Don’t be shy now (woah)
Taste it
Chase it
Out the frame
If the vibe feels overripened
That’s just how we play this game
[Chorus]
Funky millodicado
Too rich
Too ripe
Too cool
Pass it down the table
Let it break your little rules
Funky millodicado
Creamy chaos in my soul
Take a bite
Lose your bravado
Let the weirdness take control
Slide in smooth
Too cool to rush it
Snap with the shoes
Let the floor get jealous (hey!)
[Verse 1]
Got that sweet and salty swagger
Drippin’ down my collarbone
Little twist of something wicked
In a suit that I don’t own
You can taste it in the laughter
In the trouble on my tongue
Half a step behind the halo
But the party’s just begun
[Chorus]
Funky millodicado
Too rich
Too ripe
Too cool
Pass it down the table
Let it break your little rules
Funky millodicado
Creamy chaos in my soul
Take a bite
Lose your bravado
Let the weirdness take control (oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Spillin’ secrets on the carpet
Dancin’ circles ‘round our pride
Every side a different flavor
Flip it over
Let it slide
You say “this feels kinda crazy”
I say “this feels kinda right”
Little messy
Little magic
On the tongue of Friday night
[Chorus]
Funky millodicado
Too rich
Too ripe
Too cool
Pass it down the table
Let it break your little rules
Funky millodicado
Creamy chaos in my soul
Take a bite
Lose your bravado
Let the weirdness take control
[Bridge]
[Breakdown: bass
Hand percussion
Call-and-response chants]
Dip it
Spin it
Don’t be shy now (woah)
Taste it
Chase it
Out the frame
If the vibe feels overripened
That’s just how we play this game
[Chorus]
Funky millodicado
Too rich
Too ripe
Too cool
Pass it down the table
Let it break your little rules
Funky millodicado
Creamy chaos in my soul
Take a bite
Lose your bravado
Let the weirdness take control