Sugarhill Gang - Rapper's Delight (Live) lyrics

I said-a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie To the hip hip hop-a 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 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 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: 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 s**er 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 mic 'til you can't resist Everybody, I say, it goes like this: Well, I was comin' 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 boyfiend, you surely can Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman" I said, "He's a fairy, I do suppose Flyin' through the air in pantyhose He may be very s**y or even cute But he looks like a s**er 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 s**m!" I gon' do it, I gon' do it, I gon' do it, do it, do it And I'm here, and 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 actin' 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 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 goin' down in history As the baddest rapper there ever could be Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows The beat starts gettin' into your toes You start poppin' your fingers and stompin' your feet And movin' your body while while you're sitting in your seat And then damn! Ya start doin' the freak, I said Damn! Right outta your seat Then you throw your hands high in the air Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derriere Ya rockin' to the beat without a care With the sureshot 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 Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on Like a hot bu*tered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha 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 'Cos all I'm here to do is just wiggle your behind Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on Rock rock, y'all, throw it on the floor I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gona freak you there I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere 'Cos I'm one of a kind and I'll shock your mind I'll put TNT in your behind. I said One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme whatcha got 'Cos I'm guaranteed to make you rock I said 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, a rock it To the bang bang boogie, say up jump the boogie To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat A Skiddleebebop, we rock, scooby doo And guess what, America, we love you 'Cos you rocked and a rolled with so much soul You could rock 'til a hundred and one years old I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast But we like hot bu*ter on our breakfast toast Rock it up, Baby Bubba! Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang da boogie To the beat, beat, it's unique Come on everybody and dance to the beat! Have you ever went over a friends house to eat And the food just ain't no good? The macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed 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 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 While the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin' Of the moment that it's time to leave And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rottin' Into something that looks like cheese Oh so you say "That's it, I gotta leave this place I don't care what these people think I'm just sittin' here makin' 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 Kaopectate 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 a hop, a you don't stop the rockin' To the bang bang boogie Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat