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The
Hip,
Hop,
the
Hippie,
Hippie,
the
Hip
Hip
Hop
and
you
don't
stop
Rock
it
out
Baby
Bubba
to
the
Boogie,
the
Bang
Bang
The
Boogie
to
the
Boogie,
the
Beat
Now
what
you
hear
is
not
a
test,
I'm
rapping
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,
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
but
I
brought
two
friends
along
And
next
on
the
mic
is
my
man
Hank
Come
on
Hank,
sing
that
song,
check
it
out
When
I'm
on
the
D,
the
ladies
tip,
the
women
fight
for
my
delight
But
I'm
the
Grandmaster
and
the
three
MCs
That
shock
the
house
for
the
young
ladies
And
when
you
come
inside
and
to
the
front
You
do
the
Freak,
Hank,
and
do
the
Bump
And
when
the
sucker
MCs
try
to
prove
a
point
We're
Treacherous
Trio
and
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
the
miracles
never
cease
I've
created
a
devastating
masterpiece
I'm
gonna
rock
the
mic
so
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
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?"
She
said
"I
go
by
the
name
Lois
Lane
And
you
could
be
my
boyfriend,
you
sure
you
can
Just
let
me
quote
my
boyfriend
called
Superman"
I
said
"He's
a
fairy,
I
do
suppose
Flying
through
the
air
in
pantyhose
He
may
be
tall
and
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
bad
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
To
the
top
y'all,
you
don't
stop
Go
hotel,
motel,
what
you
gonna
do
today?
(Say
what?)
Say
I'm
gonna
get
a
fly
girl,
gonna
get
some
swinging
Drive
off
in
my
def
OJ
Everybody
go
hotel,
motel,
Holiday
Inn
Say
if
your
girl
starts
acting
up,
then
you
take
her
friend
I
say
Skip,
Jive,
what
can
I
say?
I
can't
fit
'em
all
inside
my
OJ
So
I
just
take
half
and
bust
'em
out
I
give
the
rest
to
Master
Gee
so
he
can
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
going
down
in
history
As
the
baddest
brother
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
popping
your
fingers
and
stomping
your
feet
And
moving
your
body
while
you're
sitting
in
your
seat
And
then
damn,
you
start
doing
the
Freak
I
said
damn,
right
out
of
your
seat
And
then
you
throw
your
hands
high
in
the
air
You're
rocking
to
the
rhythm,
shake
your
derriere
You're
rocking
to
the
beat
without
a
care
With
the
sure
shot
MCs
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
butter
to
pop,
to
pop,
pop
The
dip,
the
dip,
the
pop,
the
pop,
pop
You
don't
dare
stop
Come
alive
y'all,
give
it
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
to
wiggle
your
behind
Singing
on,
on
and
on
and
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,
get
on
the
floor
I'm
gonna
freak
you
here,
I'm
gonna
freak
you
there
I'm
gonna
move
you
out
of
this
atmosphere
Cause
I'm
one
of
a
kind
and
I'll
shock
your
mind
I'll
put
the
kick,
kick,
kickers
in
your
behind
I
said
a
one,
two,
three,
four
Come
on
girls,
get
on
the
floor
Come
alive
y'all,
give
me
what
you
got
Cause
I'm
guaranteed
to
make
you
rock
I
said
a
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
don't
stop
Rocking
to
the
Bang
Bang
Boogie
Say
up
jump
the
Boogie
to
the
rhythm
of
the
Boogie,
the
Beat
A
Skiddeedee-bop,
we
rock
a
Scooby
Doo
Guess
what,
America
we
love
you
Cause
you
rock
and
roll
with
so
much
soul
You
could've
rocked
til
you're
101
years
old
I
don't
mean
to
brag,
I
don't
mean
to
boast
But
we
like
hot
butter
on
breakfast
toast
Rock
it
up,
Baby
Bubba
Baby
Bubba
to
the
Boogie,
the
Bang
Bang
The
Boogie
to
the
Beat,
Beat,
that'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
mush
And
the
chicken
tastes
like
wood
So
you
try
to
play
it
off
like
you
think
you
can
By
saying
that
you're
full
And
then
your
friend
says
"Mama
he's
just
being
polite
He
ain't
finished",
uh
uh,
that's
bull
So
your
heart
starts
pumping
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
you're
sitting,
food's
steaming
Your
mind
starts
to
dreaming
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
And
then
you
say
"That's
it,
I
gotta
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"
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
KO
Peptate
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
we're
still
friends"
With
a
Hip,
Hop,
the
Hippie
to
the
Hippie
The
Hip
Hip
Hop
and
you
don't
stop
Rocking
to
the
Bang
Bang
Boogie
Say
up
jump
the
Boogie
to
the
rhythm
of
the
Boogie,
the
Beat
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