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I said hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie
To the hip hip hop, 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 mic 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 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 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 she 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?
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
Flyin 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 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
An I'm here, an 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
A tick a tock y'all, ya don't stop
Go Hotel, Motel
What ya gonna do today (say what?)
I'm gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spank
And 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
Have you ever went over a friends house to eat and the food just ain't no good?
I mean the maccaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed and the chicken tastes like wood
And so you try to play it off like you think you can, by sayin' that your full
And your friend says "Momma he's just being polite, he ain't finished at all that's buff"
And so your heart starts pumpin and you think of a lie and ya say that you already ate
And your friend says "Man there's theres plenty of food, so you pile some more on your plate"
But while the stinky foods steamin' your mind starts to dreamin' of the moment it's time to leave
And then you look at your plate and your chickens slowly rotting into something that looks like cheese
Oh so you say "thats good, I got to 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
And 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 ka-o-pectate
And then you call your friend and two weeks later to see how he has been
And he says "I understand about the food hey, but bubba we're still friends"
With a hip, hop, the hippie, to the hippie
To the hip hip hop, 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
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