Rapper's Delight

I said-a hip-hop

The hibbit, the hippidibby hip-hip-hoppa

You don't stop

Rock it out, baby bubba

To the boogity bang-bang

The boogie to the boogie, the beat

Now what you hear is not a test

I'm rappin' to the beat

And me, the groove and my friends

Are gonna try to move your feet

You see, I am Wonder Mike

And I'd like to say hello

To the black to the white, the red and the brown

And 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

Let's rock

You don't stop

Rock the rhythm that'll make your body rock

Well, so far

You've heard my voice

A-but I brought two friends along

And next on the mic is my man, Hank

And c'mon, Hank, sing that song

Check it out

Well I'm Imp The Dimp

The ladies' pimp

The women fight for my delight

But I'm the grandmaster with the three M.C.'s

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 M.C.'s try to prove a point

We're Treacherous Trio, we're the serious joint

Now 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

I've created a devastating masterpiece

I'm gonna rock the mic

Till you can't resist

Everybody

I say it goes like this

Well I was coming home late one dark afternoon

Reporter stopped me for an interview

She said she's heard stories and she's heard fables

That I'm vicious on the mic and the turntable

This young reporter I did adore

So I rocked a vicious rhyme like I never did before

She said, "Damn fly guy, I'm in love with you

The Casanova legend must have been true"

I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"

Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"

And you can be my boyfriend, you surely can

Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman

I said, "He's a fairy, I do suppose

Flying through the air in pantyhose

He may be very sexy or even cute

But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit"

I said, "You need a man who's 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 to the early light?

He can't satisfy you with his little worm

But I can bust you out with my super sperm"

I go do it

I go do it

I go do it, do it, do it

And I'm here

And I'm there

I'm Big Bank Hank, I'm everywhere

A-just throw your hands up in the air

And party hardy like you just don't care

Let's do it

A-don't stop, y'all

A-tick-a tock, y'all

You don't stop

And go ho-tel, mo-tel

What you gonna do today? (Say what?)

'Cause I'ma get a fly girl, gonna get some spank

And drive off in a def O.J.

Everybody go ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn

You say if your girl starts acting up

Then you take her friend

I say skip, dive

What can I say?

I can't fit 'em all inside my O.J.

So I just take half, and bust them out

I give the rest to Master Gee so he shock the house

I said a M-A-S a 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

I'm goin' down in history

As the baddest rapper there ever could be

Now I'm feeling the highs and you're feeling the lows

The beat starts getting into your toes

You start pumping your fingers and stomping your feet

And movin' your body while you're sitting in your seat

And then, damn

You start doin' the freak

I said bam

A right outta your seat

Then you throw your hands high in the air

You rock it to the rhythm, shake your derrière

You rock it to the beat without a care

With the sure shot M.C.'s for the affair

Now I'm 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 I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize

Singin' on-and-an-on-and-on-on-and-on

The beat don't stop until the break of dawn

A singin' on-and-an-on-and-on-on-and-on

Like a hot ready to pop-da-pop-da-pop

Dibbie-dibbie

Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop

A-come alive y'all

A-gimme what you got

I guess by now you can take a hunch

And find that I am the baby of the bunch

But that's okay, I still keep in stride

'Cause all I'm here to do is just a wiggle your behind

Singin' on-and-an-on-and-on-and-on

The beat don't stop until the break of dawn

A singin' on-and-an-on-and-on-on-and-on

Rock-rock y'all, a-get on the floor

I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there

I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere

'Cause I'm one of a kind and I'll shock your mind

I put the t-t-tickets in your behind

I said a-one, two, three, four

Come on, girls, a-get on the floor

A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme what you got

'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock

I said one, two, three, four

Tell me, Wonder Mike, what are you waiting for?

Said-a hip-hop

The hippy to the hippity hip-hip a-hop

A-you don't stop

Rockin' to the bang-bang, the boogie

Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogity beat

A-skiddily-be-bop, we rock, a scooby doo

And guess what, America?

We love you

A 'cause you rock and a-roll with a-so much soul

You can rock till you're hundred and one years old

I don't mean to brag

I don't mean to boast

But we're like hot butter on a breakfast toast

Rock it out

A-baby bubba

Baby bubba to the boogity bang-bang the boogie

To the beat, beat

It's so unique

Come on everybody and dance to the beat

Have you ever went over a friend's house to eat

And the food just ain't no good?

I mean, the macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed

And the chicken tastes like wood

A-so you try to play it off like you think you can

By a-sayin' that you're full

And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just bein' polite

He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull"

A-so your heart starts pumpin'

And you think of a lie

And you say that you already ate

And your friend says, "Man there's plenty of food"

So you pile some more on your plate

But while the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin'

Of the moment it's time to leave

And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rotting

Into something that looks like cheese

A-so you say, "That's it, I got to leave this place

I don't care what these people think

I'm just sitting here making myself nauseous with this ugly food that stinks

A-so you bust out the door while it's 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

A-two weeks later to see how he has been

And he says, "I understand about the food

Baby bubba, but we're still friends

A-with a hip-hop

The hippie to the hippity hip-hip a-hop

A-you don't stop the rockin'

To the bang-bang boogie say up jump the boogie

To the rhythm of the boogity beat