Fresh Propps

We're talking 'bout Ray, Chaka, Tina, Sly
Marvin, Stevie, Luda, Michael, Gladys, Percy
(O-U-L fans of the record sound)
Yo, we're talking 'bout the clothes
The word, the most, or the gold
Glittering, shining from the east to the west coast
(Peace, juice, superpants)
(When you dance, you'll clap your hands)
Bong bong, they got it, we give them credits
Just like the king of soul is saying "Let's hit it"
I mean it's all about what you hear and see
C'mon, spin the record, let your mind be free
I bet you notice when you run, you won't quit
With your hands in the air and you're rubbing the beat
Pump it, groove it, the groove I just left
But don't forget the names I read
Can I get your fresh props tonight?
Can I get your fresh props tonight?
It's not only 'bout the lyrics, you hear it
The band on the beat, groove moves to make it a big hit
Like the Sugar Hill first rap
I sing it hip hip hippity don't stop
Good morning, soul brothers and sisters
Are you ready to party?
Can I get your fresh props tonight?
Can I get your fresh props tonight?
Can I get your fresh props tonight?
Can I get your fresh props tonight?
Can I get your fresh props tonight?
Can I get your fresh props tonight?
Can I get your fresh props tonight?
Can I get your fresh props tonight?