Rapper's Delight - The Sugarhill Gang

Written by：Nile Rodgers/Bernard Edwards

Now what you hear is not a test

I'm a rapping to the beat

And me the groove and my squad

We gonna try to move your feet

See I am wonder Mike and I 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 I'm the c-a-s-an-the-o-v-a

And the rest is f-l-y

Ya see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix

And these reasons I'll tell ya why

Ya see I'm six foot one and I'm tons of fun

And I dress to a T

Ya see I got more clothes than muhammad ali and I dress so viciously

I got bodyguards I got two big cars

That definitely ain't the wack

I got a lincoln continental and a sunroof cadillac

So after school I take a dip in the pool

Which really is on the wall

I got a color TV so I can see

The knicks play basketball

Hear me talking bout checkbooks credit cards

More money than a sucker could ever spend

But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the rucker

Not a dime til I made it again

Ya go hotel motel whatcha gonna do today say what

Ya say I'm gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spanking

Drive off in a def OJ

Everybody go hotel motel holiday inn

Say if your girl starts acting up then you take her friend

Master gee am I mellow

It's on you so what you gonna do

Well it's on n on n on on n on

The beat don't stop until the break of dawn

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 going down in history

As the baddest rapper there ever could be

Now I'm feeling the highs and ya feeling the lows

The beat starts getting into your toes

Ya start popping ya fingers and stomping your feet

And moving your body while you're sitting in your seat

And the damn ya start doing the freak

I said damn right outta your seat

Then ya throw your hands high in the air

Ya rocking to the rhythm shake your derriere

Ya rocking 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 dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes

All I'm here to do ladies is hypnotize

Singing on n n on n on n on

The beat don't stop until the break of dawn

I singing on n n on n on on n on

Like a hot buttered a pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie

Pop da pop pop ya don't dare stop

Come alive yall gimme what ya 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 wiggle your behind

Singing on n n on n on n on

The beat don't stop until the break of dawn

Singing on n n on n on on n on

Rock rock yall throw it on the floor

I'm gonna freak ya here I'm gonna feak ya there

I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere

Cause I'm one of a kind and ill shock your mind

Ill put t-t-tickets in your behind

I said 1-2-3-4 come on girls get on the floor

A-come alive yall a-gimme what ya got

Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock

I said 1-2-3-4 tell me wonder Mike what are you waiting for

I said a hip hop the hippie to the hippie

The hip hip hop a you don't stop

The rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie

To the rhythm of the boogie the beat

Skiddlee beebop a we rock a scoobie doo

And guess what America we love you

Cause ya rock and ya roll with so much soul

You could rock till you're a hundred and one years old

I don't mean to brag I don't mean to boast

But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast

Rock it up baby bubbah

Baby bubbah to the boogie da bang bang da boogie

To the beat beat it's so unique

Come on everybody and dance to the beat

Ever went over a friends house to eat

And the food just ain't no good

I mean 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 Momma 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

While the stinky foods steaming your mind starts to dreaming

Of the moment that 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 that's it 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

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 bubbah but we're still friends

With a hip hop the hippie to the hippie

The hip hip hop a you don't stop

The rock it to the bang

Rapper's Delight - The Sugarhill Gang