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organized by Rhino comp. for convenience regardless of original **lf****lf**I said a hip hop, **lf**Hippie to the hippie, **lf**The hip, hip a hop, and you don''t stop, a rock it **lf**To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie, **lf**To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat. **lf**Now, what you hear is not a test - I''m rappin'' to the beat, **lf**And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet. **lf**See, I am Wonder Mike, and I''d like to say hello, **lf**To the black, to the white, the red and the brown, **lf**The purple and yellow. But first, I gotta **lf**Bang bang, the boogie to the boogie, **lf**Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie, **lf**Let''s rock, you don''t stop, **lf**Rock the rhythm that''ll make your body rock. **lf**Well so far you''ve heard my voice but I brought two friends along, **lf**And the next on the mic is my man Hank, **lf**C''mon, Hank, sing that song! **lf****lf**Check it out, I''m the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A, **lf**And the rest is F-L-Y, **lf**You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix, **lf**And these reasons I''ll tell you why. **lf**You see, I''m six foot one, and I''m tons of fun **lf**When I dress to a T, **lf**You see, I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali **lf**and I dress so viciously. **lf**I got bodyguards, I got two big cars **lf**That definitely ain''t the wack, **lf**I got a Lincoln Continental and a sunfoofed Cadillac. **lf**So after school I take a dip in the pool, **lf**Which is really on the wall, **lf**I got a colour TV, so I can see **lf**The Knicks play basketball. Hear me talk about **lf**Checkbooks, credit cards, mo'' money **lf**Than a sucker could ever spend, **lf**But I wouldn''t give a sucker or a bum form the Rucker **lf**Not a dime ''til I made it again. Everybody go **lf**Ho-tel, Mo-tel, Whatcha gonna do today? (Say what?) **lf**''Cos I''m a get a fly girl, **lf**Gonna get some spank n'' drive off in a def OJ. Everybody go **lf**Ho-tel, Mo-tel, Holiday Inn, **lf**Say if your girl starts actin'' up, then you take her friend. **lf**Master Gee! My mellow! **lf**It''s on to you, so whatcha gonna do? **lf****lf**Well, it''s on''n''n''on''n''on on''n''on, **lf**The beat don''t stop until the break of dawn. **lf**I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E, **lf**I said I go by the unforgettable name **lf**Of the man they call the Master Gee. **lf**Well, my name is known all over the world **lf**By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls. **lf**I''m goin'' down in history **lf**As the baddest rapper there ever could be. **lf**Now I''m feelin'' the highs and you''re feelin'' the lows, **lf**The beat starts gettin'' into your toes **lf**You start poppin'' your fingers and stompin'' your feet **lf**And movin'' your body while while you''re sitting in your seat **lf**And then damn! Ya start doin'' the freak, I said **lf**Damn! Right outta your seat **lf**Then you throw your hands high in the air, **lf**Ya rockin'' to the rhythm, shake your derriere **lf**Ya rockin'' to the beat without a care, **lf**With the sureshot MCs for the affair. **lf**Now, I''m not as tall as the rest of the gang **lf**But I rap to the beat just the same. **lf**I got a little face, and a pair of brown eyes **lf**All I''m here to do, ladies, is hypnotize **lf**Singin'' on''n''n''on''n''on on''n''on, **lf**The beat don''t stop until the break of dawn **lf**Singin'' on''n''n''on''n''on on''n''on, **lf**Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie **lf**Pop da pop pop, don''t you dare stop **lf**Come alive y''all, gimme whatcha got **lf**I guess by now you can take a hunch **lf**And find that I am the baby of the bunch **lf**But that''s okay, I still keep in stride, **lf**''Cos all I''m here to do is just wiggle your behind **lf**Singin'' on''n''n''on''n''on on''n''on, **lf**The beat don''t stop until the break of dawn. **lf**Singin'' on''n''n''on''n''on on''n''on, **lf**Rock rock, y''all, throw it on the floor **lf**I''m gonna freak you here, I''m gona freak you there, **lf**I''m gonna move you outta this atmosphere. **lf**''Cos I''m one of a kind and I''ll shock your mind **lf**I''ll put TNT in your behind. I said **lf**One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor **lf**A-come alive, y''all, a-gimme whatcha got **lf**''Cos I''m guaranteed to make you rock **lf**I said one, two, three, four, tell me, Wonder Mike **lf**What are you waiting for? **lf****lf**I said a hip hop, **lf**The hippie to the hippie **lf**The hip hip a hop, and you don''t stop, a rock it **lf**To the bang bang boogie, say up jump the boogie, **lf**To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat. **lf**A Skiddleebebop, we rock, scooby doo, **lf**And guess what, America, we love you **lf**''Cos you rocked and a rolled with so much soul, **lf**You could rock ''til a hundred and one years old. **lf**I don''t mean to brag, I don''t mean to boast, **lf**But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast **lf**Rock it up, Baby Bubba! **lf**Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang da boogie **lf**To the beat, beat, it''s unique **lf**Come on everybody and dance to the beat! **lf****lf***Drum break* **lf****lf**A hip hop **lf**The hippie to the hippie the **lf**Hip hip a hop and you don''t stop, rock it **lf**Rock it out, Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang **lf**The boogie to the boogie, the beat. **lf**I said, I can''t wait ''til the end of the week **lf**When I''m rappin'' to the rhythm of a groovy beat **lf**And I attempt to raise your body heat. **lf**Just blow your mind, so you can''t speak **lf**And do a thing but a-rock and shuffle your feet **lf**And let it change up to a dance called the freak **lf**And when you finally do come into your rhythmic beat, **lf**Reast a little while so you don''t get weak. **lf**I know a man named Hank **lf**He has more rhymes than a serious bank **lf**So come on Hank, sing that song, **lf**To the rhythm of the boogie, the bang bang da bong! **lf****lf**Well, I''m Imp the Dimp, the ladies'' pimp, **lf**The women fight for my delight. **lf**But I''m the grandmaster with the three MCs **lf**That shock the house for the young ladies **lf**And when you come inside, into the front, **lf**You do the freak, spank, and do the bump **lf**And when the sucker MC try to prove a point, **lf**We''re a treacherous trio, we''re the serious joint! **lf**a-From sun to sun and from time to time **lf**I sit down and write a brand new rhyme **lf**Because they say that miracles never cease **lf**I''ve created a devastating masterpiece **lf**I''m gonna rock the mic ''til you can''t resist, **lf**Everybody, I say it goes like this **lf**Well, I was walking home late one afternoon **lf**A reporter stopped me for an interview **lf**She said she''s heard stories and she''s heard fables **lf**That I''m vicious on the mic and the turntable **lf**This young reporter I did adore, **lf**So I rocked some vicious rhymes like I never did before **lf**She said, ''Damn, fly guy, I''m in love with you **lf**The Casanova legend must have been true'' **lf**I said, ''By the way, baby, what''s your name?'' **lf**Said, ''I go by name of Lois Lane **lf**And you could be my boyfriend, you surely can, **lf**Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman.'' **lf**I said, ''He''s a fairy, I do suppose **lf**Flyin'' through the air in pantyhose **lf**He may be very sexy, or even cute, **lf**But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit,'' **lf**I said, ''You need a man man who''s got finesse **lf**And his whole name across his chest **lf**He may be able to fly all through the night, **lf**But can he rock a party ''til the early light? **lf**He can''t satisfy you with his little worm, **lf**But I can bust you out with my super sperm!'' **lf**I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it, do it. **lf**An'' I''m here an'' I''m there, I''m Big Ban Hank, I''m everywhere **lf**Just throw your hands up in the air **lf**And party hardy like you just don''t care **lf**Let''s do it, don''t stop, y''all, a tick tock, y''all, you don''t stop! **lf**Go ho-tel, mo-tel, whatcha gonna do today? (Say what?) **lf**I''m gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank, drive off in a def OJ, **lf**Everybody go, ''Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn'' **lf**You say if your girl starts actin'' up, then you take her friend **lf**I say skip, dive, what can I say? **lf**I can''t fit ''em all inside my OJ, **lf**So I just tak half, and bust ''em out, **lf**I give the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house **lf**It was twelve o''clock one Friday night **lf**I was rockin'' to the beat and feelin'' all right **lf**Everybody was dancin'' on the floor **lf**Doin'' all the things they never did before **lf**And then this fly girl with a sexy lean **lf**She came into the bar, she came into the scene **lf**She travelled deeper inside the room **lf**All the fellas checked out her white Sassoons **lf**She came up to the table, looked into my eyes **lf**Then she turned around and shook her behind **lf**So I said to myself, it''s time for me to release **lf**My vicious rhyme I call my masterpiece **lf**And now people in the house, this is just for you **lf**A little rap to make you boogaloo **lf**Now the group you hear is called Phase Two **lf**And let me tell you somethin'', we''re a helluva crew **lf**Once a week, we''re on the street **lf**Just to cut in the jams and look at your feet **lf**For you to party, you gotta have the moves, **lf**So we''ll get right down and get you a groove **lf**For you to dance, you got to be hot **lf**So we''ll get right down and make you rock **lf**Now the system''s on and the girls are there **lf**You definitely have a rockin'' affair **lf**But let me tell you somethin'', there''s still one fact **lf**And to have a party, you got to have a rap **lf**So when the party''s over, you''re makin'' it home, **lf**And tryin'' to sleep before the break of dawn **lf**And while you''re sleepin'', you start to dream, **lf**And thinkin'' how you danced on the disco scene **lf**My name appears in your mind, **lf**Yeah, a name you know that was right on time **lf**It was Phase Two just doin'' a do **lf**Rockin'' you down ''cos you knew we could **lf**To the rhythm of the beat that makes you freak, **lf**Come alive girls, get on your feet **lf**To the rhythm of the beat to the beat the beat **lf**To the double beat beat that makes you freak **lf**To the rhythm of the beat that says you go on **lf**On''n''on into the break of dawn **lf**Now I got a man comin'' on right now **lf**He''s garuanteed to throw down **lf**He goes by the name of Wonder Mike **lf**Come on, Wonder Mike, do what you like! **lf****lf**I say a can of beer that''s sweeter than honey, **lf**Like a millionaire that has no money **lf**Like a rainy day that is not wet, **lf**Like a gamblin'' fiend that does not bet **lf**Like Dracula without his fangs, **lf**Like the boogie to the boogie without the boogie bang **lf**Like collard greens that don''t taste good, **lf**Like a tree that''s not made out of wood **lf**Like goin'' up and not comin'' down, **lf**Is just like the beat without the sound, no sound **lf**To the beat beat, you do the freak **lf**Everybody just rock and dance to the beat **lf**Have you ever went over a friends house to eat **lf**And the food just ain''t no good? **lf**The macaroni''s soggy, the peas are mushed, **lf**And the chicken tastes like wood **lf**So you try to play it off like you think you can **lf**By saying that you''re full **lf**And then your friend says, ''Mama, he''s just being polite **lf**He ain''t finished, uh-uh, that''s bull!'' **lf**So your heart starts pumpin'' and you think of a lie **lf**And you say that you already ate **lf**And your friend says ''Man, there''s plenty of food'' **lf**So you pile some more on your plate **lf**While the stinky food''s steamin'', your mind starts to dreamin'' **lf**Of the moment that it''s time to leave **lf**And then you look at your plate and your chicken''s slowly rottin'' **lf**Into something that looks like cheese **lf**Oh so you say ''That''s it, I gotta leave this place **lf**I don''t care what these people think, **lf**I''m just sittin'' here makin'' myself nauseous **lf**With this ugly food that stinks'' **lf**So you bust out the door while it''s still closed **lf**Still sick from the food you ate **lf**And then you run to the store for quick relief **lf**From a bottle of Kaopectate **lf**And then you call your friend two weeks later **lf**To see how he has been **lf**And he says, ''I understand about the food, **lf**Baby Bubba, but we''re still friends'' **lf**With a hip hop the hippie to the hippie **lf**The hip hip a hop, a you don''t stop the rockin'' **lf**To the bang bang boogie **lf**Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat **lf**I say, ''Hank, can ya rock? **lf**Can ya rock to the rhythm that just don''t stop? **lf**Can ya hip me to the shoobie doo?'' **lf**I said, ''Come on, make, make the people move!'' **lf****lf**I go to the balls and then ring the bell **lf**Because I am the man with the clientele **lf**And if ya ask me why I rock so well, **lf**A Big Bang, I got clientele **lf**And from the time I was only six years old **lf**I never forgot what I was told **lf**It was the best advice I ever had **lf**It came from my wise, dear old dad **lf**He said, ''Sit down, punk, I wanna talk to you **lf**And don''t say a word until I''m through **lf**Now there''s a time to laugh, a time to cry **lf**A time to live and a time to die **lf**A time to break and a time to chill **lf**To act civilized or act real ill **lf**But whatever you do in your lifetime **lf**You never let an MC steal your rhyme'' **lf**So from six to six ''til this very day **lf**I''ll always remember what he had to say **lf**So when the sucker MCs try to chump my style **lf**I let them know that I''m versatile **lf**I got style, finesse, and a little black book **lf**That''s filled with rhymes and I know you wanna look **lf**But the thing that seperates you from me **lf**And that is called originality **lf**Because my rhymes are on from what you heard **lf**I didn''t even bite, not a go---word **lf**And I say a little more, later on tonight **lf**So the sucker MCs can bite all night **lf**A tick a tock, y''all, a beat beat, y''all **lf**A let''s rock, y''all, you don''t stop **lf**Ya go, ''Ho-tel, mo-tel, whatcha gonna do today?'' (Say what?) **lf**Ya say, ''I''m gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank and **lf**Drive off in a def OJ'' **lf**Everybody go, ''Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn'' **lf**Ya say if your girl starts actin'' up, then you take her friends **lf**A like that, y''all, to the beat, y''all **lf**Beat beat y''all, ya don''t stop! **lf**A Master Gee, my mellow **lf**It''s on to you so whatcha gonna do? **lf****lf**Well, like Johnny Carson on the Late Show **lf**A like Frankie Crocker in stereo **lf**Well like the Barkay''s singin'' ''Holy Ghost'' **lf**The sounds to throw down, they''re played the most **lf**It''s like my man Captain Sky **lf**Whose name he earned with his super sperm **lf**We rock and we don''t stop **lf**Get off, y''all, I''m here to give you whatcha got **lf**To the beat that it makes you freak **lf**And come alive, girl, get on your feet **lf**A like a Perry Mason without a case **lf**Like Farrah Fawcett without her face **lf**Like the Barkays on the mic **lf**Like gettin'' down right for you tonight **lf**Like movin'' your body so you don''t know how **lf**Right to the rhythm and throw down **lf**Like comin'' alive to the Master Gee **lf**The brother who rocks so viciously **lf**I said the age of one, my life begun **lf**At the age of two I was doin'' the do **lf**At the age of three, it was you and me **lf**Rockin'' to the sounds of the Master Gee **lf**At the age of four, I was on the floor **lf**Givin'' all the freaks what they bargained for **lf**At the age of five I didn''t take no jive **lf**With the Master Gee it''s all the way live **lf**At the age of six I was a-pickin'' up sticks **lf**Rappin'' to the beat, my stick was fixed **lf**At the age of seven, I was rockin'' in heaven **lf**Don''tcha know I went off **lf**I gotta run on down to the beat you see **lf**Gettin'' right on down, makin'' all the girls **lf**Just take off their clothes to the beat the beat **lf**To the double beat beat that makes you freak **lf**At the age of eight, I was really great **lf**''Cause every night, you see, I had a date **lf**At the age of nine, I was right on time **lf**''Cause every night I had a party rhyme **lf**Going on''n''n''on''n'' on on''n''on **lf**The beat don''t stop until the break of dawn **lf**A sayin'' on''n''n''on''n'' on on''n''on **lf**Like a hot buttered de pop pop de popcorn