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your toes
So get up, throwdown, we're funkward bound
Hey, the Sugarhill Gang is in your town
Now, baby doll and all you daddy O's
Scream it out
to move your toes
So get up
Throwdown
We're funkward bound
Hey the Sugarhill Gang is in your town
Now baby doll
And all you daddy-o's
Scream it out
to move your toes
So get up
Throwdown
We're funkward bound
Hey the Sugarhill Gang is in your town
Now baby doll
And all you daddy-o's
Scream it out
to move your toes
So get up
Throwdown
We're funkward bound
Hey the Sugarhill Gang is in your town
Now baby doll
And all you daddy-o's
Scream it out
Gang
[all three] With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat

[all three]
Gotta rap in the key
[all three] Hey the Sugarhill Gang is in your town 

[Big Bank Hank] Now baby doll 

[Wonder Mike] And all you daddy-o's 

[all three] Scream it
got

I'm gonna tell you a little story about the Sugarhill Gang
With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill
to move your toes
So get up
Throwdown
We're funkward bound
Hey the Sugarhill Gang is in your town
Now baby doll
And all you daddy-o's
Scream it out
Ho! Ho! Ho!

Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabi, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
a party in any town
You know the Sugarhill Gang, will throw down
With yours truly, the Master G
And the brothers who rap so sensuously
It's got to be
a party in any town
You know the Sugarhill Gang, will throw down
With yours truly, the Master G
And the brothers who rap so sensuously
It's got to be
Well, it's the musically drunken King Tee with the fifth of funk
Guaranteed to make you jump like my 12 gauge pump, huh
I've been around since
niggas get tribal
It's all about survival, nobody liable
I got caught by Five-0
Grandmama came to court with her bible
But when the judge hit the gavel
Now
Ho, ho, ho!

Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
a gang in the shadow
I made the getaway

Wolfman
It's giving me the hump, man
It's coming like a swamp, man
I jump when you say jump, man

Jump
work when its time to bell (oh well)
shoulda knew it wasn't poppin like that
Now she's caught up on this nigga Wayniac
now...

(Chorus)
Who can make jump
Droppin' bombs, combinin' the club attracts
like the Ol' Sugarhill Gang, King Tim and Fatback
There's no question the suggestion was made
The foundation
microphones that I can clutch 
Droppin' bombs, combinin' the club attracts 
like the Ol' Sugarhill Gang, King Tim and Fatback 

There's no question
and Mrs. Irene had me, Klief, and Elliot sing
+Rappers Delight+ by the Sugarhill Gang, at her baby shower
Now I realize that's what gave me power
At 8 years
more beef than a Islamic farm
So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs
It's not a nigga in your gang want it
My AK slay gays, spray
(Hit me with one more and let em know where it's comin from)

I worked with Sugarhill Gang, Run and Heavy D
Eric B., Big Daddy Kane and Public Enemy
though blacks couldn't get jobs and shit
Hit after hit from the Sugarhill Gang
Hear a Pow Wow, hear a Big Bank Hank
It was strange, I was broke but I still
We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homey on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang-ster, save your
Crew, before I put
the isolated ones

We're gonna run, run, run, get my loaded gun
Bel Air mannequin's too good for me
It walked by as if I was a bum kicking
My can across
Gangster Red, whats up yo?
It's a Tribe thing

Madman gonna get cha, quick with the cuente
See a gang, no there ain't no jugete
Rollin like