Def Squad

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I said a hip hop the hippie
 the hippie 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

 [Erick Sermon]
 Well I'm imp the dip the ladies pimp
 The womens fight for my delight
 Cuz im 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
 An When a sucka MCs tryin to prove a point
 They trust this trio and wit a 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 wit'chu
 Said that casanova led ya musta been true
 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 sexy or even cute
 But he look like a sucka in a blue & 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 Supersperm
 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
 A tick a tock y'all and ya don't stop
 It goes ho-tel, mo-tel What'cha gonna do today(Say Wha'?)
 I'm gonna get a fly girl, I'm gonna get some spankin'
 Drive off with a def OJ
 Everybody go, Ho-tel, Mo-tel Hoilday Inn(Say Wha'?)
 I say if your girl start 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 'em out
 And leave the rest to Master Gee
 So he can shock the house!

 [Keith Murray]
 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 a care
 'Cause the shore shot MCs from 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 a pair of 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 until the break of dawn
 I said a on and a on an on on an on
 Like a hot butta pop ta pop hippie hippie pop ta pop pop
 you don't dare stop
 Come alive y'all and gimme what'chu got
 I guess by now that you can take a hunch
 And find that I, am the baby of the bunch
 But that's okay, I still keep it strive
 Cuz all I'm made to do is wiggle your behind
 An sing a on and a on an on on an on
 The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
 I said a on and a on an on on an on
 Rock, rock y'all, and get on the floor
 I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there
 I'm gonna freak you out of this atmosphere
 Cuz I'm one-of-a-kind, I shocked your mind
 Look what they did Gee, No diggity about your behind
 I said a one, two, three, four
 Come on girls a-get on the floor
 Come alive y'all and gimme what'chu got
 Cuz I'm guaranteed to make you rock
 I said a one, two, three, four
 Tell me Dr. Spoc What are you waitin' for?

 [Redman]
 I said a hip hop the hippie to tha hippie the hip hip a hop
 An ya 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 we rock a scooby doo
 A guess what america we love you
 Cuz you rock & you roll with a so much soul
 A you could rock till you 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
 It's So unique come on everybody
 Let's dance to the beat
 Have you ever went over a friend house to eat
 And the food was just no good?
 I said the macaroni's sour, the peas all mushed
 And the chicken tastes like wood
 I said you try to play it off, like you thinkin' you can
 By sayin' that chu're full
 And then your friend says, Mom, he's just bein' polite
 He ain't finished, uh-uh, thats bull!
 So your heart start pumpin' and you think of a lie
 And you say that you arleady ate
 And then your friend says, Man, there's plenty of food
 So he piles some more on your plate
 And while the stinky food's steamy
 Your mouth starts a-dreamin' of the monent it's time to leave
 And then you look at your plate, and your chicken's slowly rottin'
 And the somethin' that look like cheese
 Then you say, that's it, I got to leave this place
 I don't care what these people think
 I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous
 With this Ug-ly food that stinks
 So you bust out the door, while it's still close
 Still sick from the food you ate
 And then you run to the store for quick relief from a bottle uh Kaopectate
 And then you call your friend a two weeks later To see how he has been
 And he says I understand about the food, Baby Bubba
 But we're still friends
 A wit a hip hop the hippie to tha hippie 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
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