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Rapper's Delight [12"]

by The Sugarhill Gang

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I said a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie To the hip hip-hop, and you don't 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 have here is not a test, I'm rapping to the beat And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet See I am Wonder Mike and I'd 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 Let's rock, you don't stop Rock the riddle that will make your body rock Well so far you've 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, I'm the c-a-s-an-the-o-v-a And the rest is f-l-y You see, I go by the code of the doctor of the mix And these reasons I'll tell ya why Ya see I'm six foot one and I'm tons of fun And I dress to a t Ya see I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali and I dress so viciously I got bodyguards, I got two big cars That definitely ain't the whack I got a Lincoln continental and a sunroof Cadillac So after school, I take a dip in the pool Which really is on the wall I got a color TV so I can see The Knicks play basketball Hear me talking bout checkbooks, credit cards More money than a sucker could ever spend But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker Not a dime 'til I made it again You go hotel motel whatcha gonna do today (say what) You say: "I'm gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spanking Drive off in a def oj Everybody go, hotel motel holiday inn Say if your girl starts acting up, then you take her friend Master Gee, am I mellow Its on you so what you gonna do Well it's on and on and on on and on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn 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 I'm going down in history As the baddest rapper there could ever be Now I'm feeling the highs and ya feeling the lows The beat starts getting into your toes Ya start popping ya fingers and stomping your feet And moving your body while you're sitting in your seat And the damn ya start doing the freak I said damn, right outta your seat Then ya throw your hands high in the air Ya rocking to the rhythm, shake your derrière Ya rocking 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 Singing on and on and on on and on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singing on and on and on on and on Like a hot buttered a pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie Pop da pop pop ya don't dare stop Come alive y'all gimme what ya 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 wiggle your behind Singing on and on and on on and on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singing on and on and on on and on Rock rock y'all throw it on the floor I'm gonna freak ya here I'm gonna freak ya there I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere Cause I'm one of a kind and I'll shock your mind I'll put t-t-tickets in your behind I said 1-2-3-4, come on girls get on the floor A-come alive, y'all a-gimme what ya got 'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock I said 1-2-3-4 tell me Wonder Mike what are you waiting for? I said a hip hop the hippie to the hippie The hip hip hop, a you don't stop The rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat Skiddlee beebop a we rock a scoobie doo And guess what America we love you 'Cause ya rock and ya roll with so much soul You could rock till you're a hundred and one years old I don't mean to brag I don't mean to boast But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast Rock it up baby bubbah Baby bubbah to the boogie da bang bang da boogie To the beat beat, it's so unique Come on everybody and dance to the beat I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie To the hip hip hop, a you don't stop Rock it out baby bubbah to the boogie da bang bang The boogie to the boogie da beat I said I can't wait 'til the end of the week When I'm rapping to the rhythm of a groovy beat And attempt to raise your body heat Just blow your mind so that you can't speak And do a thing but a rock and shuffle your feet And let it change up to a dance called the freak And when ya finally do come in to your rhythmic beat Rest a little while so ya don't get weak I know a man named Hank He has more rhymes than a serious bank So come on Hank sing that song To the rhythm of the boogie da bang bang da bong Well, I'm Imp the Dimp the ladies pimp The women fight for my delight But I'm 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 We're treacherous trio, we're 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 I've created a devastating masterpiece I'm gonna rock the mike 'til you can't resist Everybody, I say it goes like this Well I was coming home late one dark afternoon A reporter stopped me for a interview She said she's heard stories and she's heard fables That I'm 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 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 of Lois Lane And you could 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 til 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 An I'm here an I'm there I'm Big Bank Hank, I'm everywhere Just throw your hands up in the air And party hardy like you just don't care Let's do it don't stop y'all a tick a tock y'all you don't stop Go hotel motel what you gonna do today (say what) I'm 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 acting up then you take her friend I say skip, dive, what can I say I can't 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 It was twelve o'clock one Friday night I was rocking to the beat and feeling all right Everybody was dancing on the floor Doing all the things they never did before And then this fly fly girl with a sexy lean She came into the bar, she came into the scene As she traveled deeper inside the room All the fellas checked out her white sasoons She came up to the table, looked into my eyes Then she turned around and shook her behind So I said to myself, its time for me to release My vicious rhyme I call my masterpiece And now people in the house this is just for you A little rap to make you boogaloo Now the group ya hear is called phase two And let me tell ya something we're a helluva crew Once a week we're on the street Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak For you to party, got to have the movies So we'll get right down and

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