Rapper's Delight

I said-a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie
To the hip hip hop-a you dont stop the rock,
It to the bang-bang boogie, say up jump the boogie
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now what you hear is not a test: Im rappin to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
See, I am Wonder Mike, and Id like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red, and the brown, the purple and yellow
But first I gotta bang bang the boogie to the boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie
Lets rock, you dont stop
Rock the riddle that will make your body rock
Well, so far youve heard my voice, but I brought two friends along
And next on the mike is my man Hank: come on, Hank, sing that song
Check it out: Well, Im imp the dimp, the ladies pimp
The women fight for my delight
But Im the grandmaster with the three MCs
That shock the house for the young ladies
And when you come inside, into the front
You do the freak, spank, and do the bump
And when the sucker MCs try to prove a point
Were treacherous trio, were the serious joint
A-from sun-to-sun and from day-to-day
I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease
Ive created a devastating masterpiece
Im gonna rock the mic til you cant resist
Everybody, I say, it goes like this:
Well, I was comin home late one dark afternoon
A reporter stopped me for a interview
She said shes heardstories and shes heard fables
That Im vicious on the mic and the turntables
This young reporter, I did adore
So I rocked a vicious rhyme like I never did before
She said, 'Damn , fly guy, Im in love with you!
The Casanova legend must have been true!'
I said, 'By the way, baby, whats your name?'
Said, ' I go by the name of Lois Lane
And you could be my boyfiend, you surely can
Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman'
I said, 'Hes a fairy, I do suppose
Flyin through the air in pantyhose
He may be very ***y or even cute
But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit'
I said, 'You need a man whos got finesse
And his whole name across his chest
He may be able to fly all through the night
But can he rock a party til the early light?
He cant satisfy you with his little worm
But I can bust you out with my super sperm!'
I gon do it, I gon do it, I gon do it, do it, do it
And Im here, and Im there, Im Big Bank Hank, Im everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air
And party hardy like you just dont care
Lets do it, dont stop yall
A-tick a-tock , yall, you dont stop!
Go hotel, motel, what you gonna do today? (Say What!)
Im gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank, drive off in a def OJ
Everybody go hotel, motel, Holiday Inn
You say, if your girl starts actin up then you take her friend
I say skip, dive, what can I say?
I cant fit em all inside my OJ
So I just take half and bust them out
I give the rest to Master Gee so he could shock the house
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee.
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls.
Im goin down in history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be.
Now Im feelin the highs and youre feelin the lows,
The beat starts gettin into your toes
You start poppin your fingers and stompin your feet
And movin your body while while youre sitting in your seat
And then damn! Ya start doin the freak, I said
Damn! Right outta your seat
Then you throw your hands high in the air,
Ya rockin to the rhythm, shake your derriere
Ya rockin to the beat without a care,
With the sureshot MCs for the affair.
Now, Im not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same.
I got a little face, and a pair of brown eyes
All Im here to do, ladies, is hypnotize
Singin onnnonnon onnon,
The beat dont stop until the break of dawn
Singin onnnonnon onnon,
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, dont you dare stop
Come alive yall, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But thats okay, I still keep in stride,
Cos all Im here to do is just wiggle your behind
Singin onnnonnon onnon,
The beat dont stop until the break of dawn.
Singin onnnonnon onnon,
Rock rock, yall, throw it on the floor
Im gonna freak you here, Im gona freak you there,
Im gonna move you outta this atmosphere.
Cos Im one of a kind and Ill shock your mind
Ill put TNT in your behind. I said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, yall, a-gimme whatcha got
Cos Im guaranteed to make you rock
I said one, two, three, four, tell me, Wonder Mike
What are you waiting for?
I said a hip hop,
The hippie to the hippie
The hip hip a hop, and you dont stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
A Skiddleebebop, we rock, scooby doo,
And guess what, America, we love you
Cos you rocked and a rolled with so much soul,
You could rock til a hundred and one years old .
I dont mean to brag, I dont mean to boast,
But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast
Rock it up, Baby Bubba!
Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang da boogie
To the beat, beat, its unique
Come on everybody and dance to the beat!
Have you ever went over a friends house to eat
And the food just aint no good?
The macaronis soggy, the peas are mushed,
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that youre full
And then your friend says, 'Mama , hes just being polite
He aint finished, uh-uh, thats bull!'
So your heart starts pumpin and you think of a lie
And you say that you already ate
And your friend says 'Man, theres plenty of food'
So you pile some more on your plate
While the stinky foods steamin, your mind starts to dreamin
Of the moment that its time to leave
And then you look at your plate and your chickens slowly rottin
Into something that looks like cheese
Oh so you say 'Thats it, I gotta leave this place
I dont care what these people think,
Im just sittin here makin myself nauseous
With this ugly food that stinks'
So you bust out the door while its still closed
Still sick from the food you ate
And then you run to the store for quick relief
From a bottle of Kaopectate
And then you call your friend two weeks later
To see how he has been
And he says, 'I understand about the food ,
Baby Bubba, but were still friends'
With a hip hop the hippie to the hippie
The hip hip a hop, a you dont stop the rockin
To the bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat