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Rapper's Delight Lyrics


Song Name : Rapper's Delight
Song Writer(s): Edwards, Bernard, Rodgers,
Publisher: BERNARD'S OTHER MUSIC, SONY/ATV SONGS LLC,


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Ha, ha, turn me up a little bit ha, ha
What'cha know about it? What'cha know about it?
Uh, uh, I said a hip hop the hibbe
The hibbe to the hip hip a hop and ya don't stop


A rock on, baby, bubba to the boogety bang
Bang the boogie to the boogety beat
Now, what'chu hear is not a test I'm a rappin' to the beat
It's just me the groove and my squad we gonna try to move your feet


See, I am the doctor spoc and I'd like to say hello
A to the black to the white the red and the brown, the purple and yellow
Well, first I gotta bang bang the boogie to the boogie
Say up jump the boogie to


Bang, bang, boogie, let's rock, you don't stop
Rock the rhythm that'll make your body rock
Now, so far you heard my voice a but I brought 2 friends along
And next on the mic is my man E, come on, E, sing that song
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)


Well, I'm imp the dip the ladies pimp
The womens fight for my delight
'Cus I'm the grandmaster with the 3 MCs
That shocked ya house for the young ladies


And when ya come inside into the front
And you do the freak spank and you do the bump
But when a sucka MCs tryin' to prove a point
They trust this trio and with this serious joint


And from sun to sun and from day to day
I sit back and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that lyricals never cease
I created a devastated masterpiece


I'm gonna rock the mic 'til you can't resist
Everybody, I said it goes like this
See, I was comin' home late one dark afternoon
Reporter stopped me for an interview


She said she heard stories and she heard fables
That I Mrs. on the mic and the turntables
This young reporter I did adore
Start rockin' through this rhyme like I never did before


She said damn fly guy I'm in love with you
Said that Casanova legs you musta been through
I said, by the way, baby, what's your name?
She said I go by the name of Lois Lane


And you could be my boyfriend you truly can
Just let me cut my boyfriend called Superman
I said he's a fairy I do suppose
Flyin' through the air in pantyhose


He may be very ***y or even cute
But he look like a sucka in a blue and red suit
I said I need a man who got finesse
And his whole name across his chest


He may be able to fly all through the night
But he can't rock a party through the early light
He can't satisfy you with his little worm
But I can bust you out with my Super *****


I go, do it, I go, do it, I go, do it, do it, do it
And I'm here and I'm there
And I'm big, bad E and I'm everywhere


So, just throw your hands up in the air
And party hard like you just don't care
And just do it and don't stop y'all
Tick a tock y'all and ya don't stop


Well, I'm the M A S the T E R a G with the double E
I said, I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Keith Murray
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 your feelin' the lows
The beat start gettin' into your soul


You start snappin' your fingers and stompin your feet
And moving your body to the shore shot beat
And then damn, you start doin' the freak
I mean, damn, right outta your seat


And then you throw your hands high in the air
Your rockin' to the beat and shake your derriere
Your rockin' to the beat without any care
Because the shore 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 gotta slim face and the bear brown eyes
All I'm here to do ladies is hypnotize


I said a on and a on an on on an on
The beat don't stop till the break of dawn
I said a on and a on an on on an on
Like a hot butta pop ta pop to hibbe
Hibbe pop ta pop pop you don't dare stop
Come alive y'all and gimme what'chu got


Said a hip hop the hibbe to tha hibbe, the hip, hip a hop
You don't stop a rockin' to the bang, bang, boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogety beat
Skippity we bopp a we rock a scooby, doo


A guess, what? America we love you
'Cus you rock and you roll with a so much soul
You could rock till ya 101 years old
I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to post


But Def Squads like butter on ya breakfast toast
A rock it out a, baby bubba, a baby bubba to the boogety
Bang, bang the boogie to the beat, beat
So unique, come on, everybody, let's dance to the beat

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