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You start doin the freak\n[03:27.09] I mean DAMN! Right outta your seat\n[03:29.71] And then you throw your hands high in the air\n[03:31.52] Your rockin to the beat and shake your derriere\n[03:33.30] Your rockin to the beat without a care\n[03:36.03] 'Cause the shore shot MCs from the affair\n[03:37.85] Now I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang\n[03:40.50] But I rap to the beat just the same\n[03:43.32] I gotta slim face and a pair of brown eyes\n[03:45.12] All I'm here to do ladies is hypnotize\n[03:46.95] I said a on and a on an on on an on\n[03:49.62] The beat don't stop until the break of dawn\n[03:51.46] I said a on and a on an on on an on\n[03:53.20] Like a hot butta pop ta pop hippie hippie pop ta pop pop\n[03:55.99] You don't dare stop\n[03:57.75] Come alive y'all and gimme what'chu got\n[04:00.48] I guess by now that you can take a hunch\n[04:02.39] And find that I, am the baby of the bunch\n[04:04.15] But that's okay, I still keep it strive\n[04:06.84] Cuz all I'm made to do is wiggle your behind\n[04:08.64] An sing a on 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You start doin the freak\n  I mean DAMN! 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You start doin the freak\n  I mean DAMN! Right outta your seat\n  And then you throw your hands high in the air\n  Your rockin to the beat and shake your derriere\n  Your rockin to the beat without a care\n  'Cause the shore shot MCs from the affair\n  Now I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang\n  But I rap to the beat just the same\n  I gotta slim face and a pair of brown eyes\n  All I'm here to do ladies is hypnotize\n  I said a on and a on an on on an on\n  The beat don't stop until the break of dawn\n  I said a on and a on an on on an on\n  Like a hot butta pop ta pop hippie hippie pop ta pop pop\n  You don't dare stop\n  Come alive y'all and gimme what'chu got\n  I guess by now that you can take a hunch\n  And find that I, am the baby of the bunch\n  But that's okay, I still keep it strive\n  Cuz all I'm made to do is wiggle your behind\n  An sing a on and a on an on on an on\n  The beat don't stop until the break of dawn\n  I said a on and a on an on on an on\n  Rock, rock y'all, and get on the floor\n  I'm gonna freak 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Let's dance to the beat\n  Have you ever went over a friend house to eat\n  And the food was just no good?\n  I said the macaroni's sour, the peas all mushed\n  And the chicken tastes like wood\n  I said you try to play it off, like you thinkin' you can\n  By sayin' that chu're full\n  And then your friend says, Mom, he's just bein' polite\n  He ain't finished, uh-uh, thats bull!\n  So your heart start pumpin' and you think of a lie\n  And you say that you arleady ate\n  And then your friend says, Man, there's plenty of food\n  So he piles some more on your plate\n  And while the stinky food's steamy\n  Your mouth starts a-dreamin' of the monent it's time to leave\n  And then you look at your plate, and your chicken's slowly rottin'\n  And the somethin' that look like cheese\n  Then you say, that's it, I got to leave this place\n  I don't care what these people think\n  I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous\n  With this Ug-ly food that stinks\n  So you bust out the door, while 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is not a test, I'm a-rappin' to the beat\nIt's just me, the groove, and my squad\nWe gonna try to move your feet\nSee I am the Dr. Spock, and I'd like to say hello\nTo the black, to the white, the red and the brown\nThe purple and yellow, but first, I gotta bang bang\nThe boogie to the boogie, say up jump the boogie\nTo the bang bang boogie, let's rock, you don't stop\nRock the rhythm that'll make your body rock\nNow so far, you heard my voice\nAh but I brought two friends along\nAnd next on the mic is my man E\nCome on, E, sing that song\n\nWell I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies pimp\nThe womens fight for my delight\n'Cause I'm the Grandmaster with the three MCs\nThat shock the house for the young ladies\nAnd when you come inside and to the front\nAnd you do the Freak Spank, and you do the Bump\nAnd when a sucker MC is trying to prove a point\nThen trust this trio, and with a serious joint\nAnd from sun to sun and from day to day\nI sit back and write a brand new rhyme\nBecause they say 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the beat and shake your derriere\nYou're rockin' to the beat without a care\n'Cause the sure shot MC's run the affair\nNah, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang\nBut I rap to the beat just the same\nI got a slim face and a pair of brown eyes\nAll I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize\nI said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\nThe beat don't stop until the break of dawn\nI said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\nLike a hot butter pop, the pop, the pop\nEbbie, ebby bop, the pop, pop, you don't dare stop\nCome alive, y'all, and give me what you got\nI guess by now that you can take a hunch\nAnd find that I am the baby of the bunch\nBut that's okay, I still keep in stride\n'Cause all I'm here to do is wiggle your behind\nI said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\nThe beat don't stop until the break of dawn\nI said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\nRock, rock, y'all, now get on the floor\nI'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there\nI'm gonna freak you out of this atmosphere\n'Cause I'm 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beat\n  It's just me, the groove, and my squad\n  We gonna try to move your feet\n  See I am the Dr. Spock, and I'd like to say hello\n  To the black, to the white, the red and the brown\n  The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta bang bang\n  The boogie to the boogie, say up jump the boogie\n  To the bang bang boogie, let's rock, you don't stop\n  Rock the rhythm that'll make your body rock\n  Now so far, you heard my voice\n  Ah but I brought two friends along\n  And next on the mic is my man E\n  Come on, E, sing that song\n\n  Well I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies pimp\n  The womens fight for my delight\n  'Cause I'm the Grandmaster with the three MCs\n  That shock the house for the young ladies\n  And when you come inside and to the front\n  And you do the Freak Spank, and you do the Bump\n  And when a sucker MC is trying to prove a point\n  Then trust this trio, and with a serious joint\n  And from sun to sun and from day to day\n  I sit back and write a brand new rhyme\n  Because they say that miracles never cease\n  I created a devastating masterpiece\n  I'm gonna rock the mic so you can't resist\n  Everybody, I said it goes like this\n  See I was coming home late one dark afternoon\n  A reporter stopped me for an interview\n  She said she heard stories and she heard fables\n  That I'm vicious on the mic and the turntables\n  This young reporter I did adore\n  Started rockin' to this rhyme like I never did before\n  She said, \"Damn fly guy, I'm in love with you\"\n  Said the Casanova legend must have been true\n  I said, \"By the way, baby, what's your name?\"\n  She said, \"I go by the name of Lois Lane\n  And you can be my boyfriend, you truly can\n  Just let me put my perfect on Superman\"\n  I said, \"He's a fairy, I do suppose\n  Flying through the air in pantyhose\n  He may be very sexy or even cute\n  But he look like a sucker in a blue and red suit\"\n  I said, \"I need a man who got finesse\n  And his whole name across his chest\n  He may be able to fly all through the night\n  But he can't rock a party through the early light\n  He can't satisfy you with his little worm\n  But I can bust you out with my super sperm\"\n  I go do it (Do it), I go do it (Do it)\n  I go do it, do it, do it\n  And I'm here (Here, here), and I'm there (There, there)\n  And I'm big bad E and I'm everywhere\n  So just throw your hands up in the air\n  And party hard like you just don't care\n  Just do it, and don't stop, y'all\n  I tick-a-tock, y'all, and you don't stop\n  It goes hotel, motel, what you gonna do today? (Say what?)\n  I'm gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank\n  And drive off in a def OJ\n  Everybody go hotel, motel, Holiday Inn (Say what?)\n  I say if your girl start actin' up\n  Then you take her friend\n  I say Skip, God, what can I say?\n  I can't fit 'em all inside my OJ\n  So I just take half and bust 'em out\n  And leave the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house\n\n  Well I'm the M-A-S, the T-E-R, a G with the double E\n  I said I go by the unforgettable name\n  Of the man they call the Keith Murray\n  Well, my name is known all over the world\n  By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls\n  I'm goin' down in the history\n  As the baddest rapper there ever could be\n  Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows\n  The beat start gettin' into your soul\n  You start snappin' your fingers and stompin' your feet\n  And movin' your body to the sure shot beat\n  And get down, you start doin' the Freak\n  I mean damn, right out of your seat\n  And then you throw your hands high in the air\n  You're rockin' to the beat and shake your derriere\n  You're rockin' to the beat without a care\n  'Cause the sure shot MC's run the affair\n  Nah, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang\n  But I rap to the beat just the same\n  I got a slim face and a pair of brown eyes\n  All I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize\n  I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\n  The beat don't stop until the break of dawn\n  I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\n  Like a hot butter pop, the pop, the pop\n  Ebbie, ebby bop, the pop, pop, you don't dare stop\n  Come alive, y'all, and give me what you got\n  I guess by now that you can take a hunch\n  And find that I am the baby of the bunch\n  But that's okay, I still keep in stride\n  'Cause all I'm here to do is wiggle your behind\n  I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\n  The beat don't stop until the break of dawn\n  I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\n  Rock, rock, y'all, now get on the floor\n  I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there\n  I'm gonna freak you out of this atmosphere\n  'Cause I'm one of a kind, I'll shock your mind\n  I'll put the jig, jig, jiggity in your behind\n  I said a-one, two, three, four\n  Come on, girl, and get on the floor\n  Come alive, y'all, and give me what you got\n  'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock\n  I said a-one, two, three, four\n  Tell me, Dr. Spock, what are you waitin' for?\n\n  I said a hip, hop, the hippie to the hippie\n  To the hip hip hop and ya don't stop\n  Rockin' to the bang bang boogie\n  Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat\n  A-ski-bi-da-we-bop, we rock, a Scooby Doo\n  A-guess what, America, we love you\n  A-cause you rock and you roll with-a so much soul\n  A-you can rock 'til you're 101 years old\n  I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast\n  But Def Squad's like butter on your breakfast toast\n  Now rock it out, a-baby bubba\n  A-baby bubba to the boogie, the bang bang, the boogie\n  To the beat, the beat is so unique\n  Come on, everybody, let's dance to the beat\n  Have you ever went over a friend house to eat\n  And the food was just no good?\n  I said the macaroni's sour, the peas all mushed\n  And the chicken taste like wood\n  I said you try to play it off like you're thinkin' you can\n  By sayin' that you're full\n  And then your friend says, \"Mom, he's just bein' polite\n  He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull\"\n  Say your heart start pumpin' and you think of a lie\n  And you say that you already ate\n  And then your friend says, \"Man, there's plenty of food\"\n  So he piles some more on your plate\n  And while the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin'\n  Of the moment it's time to leave\n  And then you look at your plate and your chicken slowly rotten\n  Into somethin' that look like cheese\n  Then you say, \"That's it, I got to leave this place\n  I don't care what these people think\n  I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous\n  With this ugly food that stinks\"\n  And so you bust out the door while it's still closed\n  Still sick from the food you ate\n  And then you run to the store for quick relief\n  From a bottle of Kaopectate\n  And then you call your friend a-two weeks later\n  To see how he has been\n  And he says, \"I understand about the food\n  Baby bubba, but we're still friends\"\n  With a hip, hop, the hippie to the hippie\n  To the hip hip hop and ya don't stop\n  A-rockin' to the bang bang boogie\n  Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat\n\n  Ah, ha ha, ha ha\n  Ah, ha ha, ha ha\n  Def Squad in the area\n"},{"id":39423216,"name":"Def Squad Delite","trackName":"Def Squad Delite","artistName":"Keith Murray","albumName":"He's Keith Murray","duration":405.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh, uh, uh\nDef Squad, ha ha\nTurn me up a little bit\nHa ha, what you know about it?\nWhat you know about it?\nUh, uh\n\nI said a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie to the hip hip hop\nAnd ya don't stop, a-rock on, baby bubba\nTo the boogie, the bang bang, the boogie to the boogie, the beat\nNow what you hear is not a test, I'm a-rappin' to the beat\nIt's just me, the groove, and my squad\nWe gonna try to move your feet\nSee I am the Dr. Spock, and I'd like to say hello\nTo the black, to the white, the red and the brown\nThe purple and yellow, but first, I gotta bang bang\nThe boogie to the boogie, say up jump the boogie\nTo the bang bang boogie, let's rock, you don't stop\nRock the rhythm that'll make your body rock\nNow so far, you heard my voice\nAh but I brought two friends along\nAnd next on the mic is my man E\nCome on, E, sing that song\n\nWell I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies pimp\nThe womens fight for my delight\n'Cause I'm the Grandmaster with the three MCs\nThat shock the house for the young ladies\nAnd when you come inside and to the front\nAnd you do the Freak Spank, and you do the Bump\nAnd when a sucker MC is trying to prove a point\nThen trust this trio, and with a serious joint\nAnd from sun to sun and from day to day\nI sit back and write a brand new rhyme\nBecause they say that miracles never cease\nI created a devastating masterpiece\nI'm gonna rock the mic so you can't resist\nEverybody, I said it goes like this\nSee I was coming home late one dark afternoon\nA reporter stopped me for an interview\nShe said she heard stories and she heard fables\nThat I'm vicious on the mic and the turntables\nThis young reporter I did adore\nStarted rockin' to this rhyme like I never did before\nShe said, \"Damn fly guy, I'm in love with you\"\nSaid the Casanova legend must have been true\nI said, \"By the way, baby, what's your name?\"\nShe said, \"I go by the name of Lois Lane\nAnd you can be my boyfriend, you truly can\nJust let me put my perfect on Superman\"\nI said, \"He's a fairy, I do suppose\nFlying through the air in pantyhose\nHe may be very sexy or even cute\nBut he look like a sucker in a blue and red suit\"\nI said, \"I need a man who got finesse\nAnd his whole name across his chest\nHe may be able to fly all through the night\nBut he can't rock a party through the early light\nHe can't satisfy you with his little worm\nBut I can bust you out with my super sperm\"\nI go do it (Do it), I go do it (Do it)\nI go do it, do it, do it\nAnd I'm here (Here, here), and I'm there (There, there)\nAnd I'm big bad E and I'm everywhere\nSo just throw your hands up in the air\nAnd party hard like you just don't care\nJust do it, and don't stop, y'all\nI tick-a-tock, y'all, and you don't stop\nIt goes hotel, motel, what you gonna do today? (Say what?)\nI'm gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank\nAnd drive off in a def OJ\nEverybody go hotel, motel, Holiday Inn (Say what?)\nI say if your girl start actin' up\nThen you take her friend\nI say Skip, God, what can I say?\nI can't fit 'em all inside my OJ\nSo I just take half and bust 'em out\nAnd leave the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house\n\nWell I'm the M-A-S, the T-E-R, a G with the double E\nI said I go by the unforgettable name\nOf the man they call the Keith Murray\nWell, my name is known all over the world\nBy all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls\nI'm goin' down in the history\nAs the baddest rapper there ever could be\nNow I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows\nThe beat start gettin' into your soul\nYou start snappin' your fingers and stompin' your feet\nAnd movin' your body to the sure shot beat\nAnd get down, you start doin' the Freak\nI mean damn, right out of your seat\nAnd then you throw your hands high in the air\nYou're rockin' to the beat and shake your derriere\nYou're rockin' to the beat without a care\n'Cause the sure shot MC's run the affair\nNah, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang\nBut I rap to the beat just the same\nI got a slim face and a pair of brown eyes\nAll I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize\nI said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\nThe beat don't stop until the break of dawn\nI said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\nLike a hot butter pop, the pop, the pop\nEbbie, ebby bop, the pop, pop, you don't dare stop\nCome alive, y'all, and give me what you got\nI guess by now that you can take a hunch\nAnd find that I am the baby of the bunch\nBut that's okay, I still keep in stride\n'Cause all I'm here to do is wiggle your behind\nI said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\nThe beat don't stop until the break of dawn\nI said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\nRock, rock, y'all, now get on the floor\nI'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there\nI'm gonna freak you out of this atmosphere\n'Cause I'm one of a kind, I'll shock your mind\nI'll put the jig, jig, jiggity in your behind\nI said a-one, two, three, four\nCome on, girl, and get on the floor\nCome alive, y'all, and give me what you got\n'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock\nI said a-one, two, three, four\nTell me, Dr. Spock, what are you waitin' for?\n\nI said a hip, hop, the hippie to the hippie\nTo the hip hip hop and ya don't stop\nRockin' to the bang bang boogie\nSay up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat\nA-ski-bi-da-we-bop, we rock, a Scooby Doo\nA-guess what, America, we love you\nA-cause you rock and you roll with-a so much soul\nA-you can rock 'til you're 101 years old\nI don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast\nBut Def Squad's like butter on your breakfast toast\nNow rock it out, a-baby bubba\nA-baby bubba to the boogie, the bang bang, the boogie\nTo the beat, the beat is so unique\nCome on, everybody, let's dance to the beat\nHave you ever went over a friend house to eat\nAnd the food was just no good?\nI said the macaroni's sour, the peas all mushed\nAnd the chicken taste like wood\nI said you try to play it off like you're thinkin' you can\nBy sayin' that you're full\nAnd then your friend says, \"Mom, he's just bein' polite\nHe ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull\"\nSay your heart start pumpin' and you think of a lie\nAnd you say that you already ate\nAnd then your friend says, \"Man, there's plenty of food\"\nSo he piles some more on your plate\nAnd while the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin'\nOf the moment it's time to leave\nAnd then you look at your plate and your chicken slowly rotten\nInto somethin' that look like cheese\nThen you say, \"That's it, I got to leave this place\nI don't care what these people think\nI'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous\nWith this ugly food that stinks\"\nAnd so you bust out the door while it's still closed\nStill sick from the food you ate\nAnd then you run to the store for quick relief\nFrom a bottle of Kaopectate\nAnd then you call your friend a-two weeks later\nTo see how he has been\nAnd he says, \"I understand about the food\nBaby bubba, but we're still friends\"\nWith a hip, hop, the hippie to the hippie\nTo the hip hip hop and ya don't stop\nA-rockin' to the bang bang boogie\nSay up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat\n\nAh, ha ha, ha ha\nAh, ha ha, ha ha\nDef Squad in the area","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Def Squad Delite\n  artist: Keith Murray\n  album: He's Keith Murray\n  duration_ms: 405000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uh, uh, uh\n  Def Squad, ha ha\n  Turn me up a little bit\n  Ha ha, what you know about it?\n  What you know about it?\n  Uh, uh\n\n  I said a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie to the hip hip hop\n  And ya don't stop, a-rock on, baby bubba\n  To the boogie, the bang bang, the boogie to the boogie, the beat\n  Now what you hear is not a test, I'm a-rappin' to the beat\n  It's just me, the groove, and my squad\n  We gonna try to move your feet\n  See I am the Dr. Spock, and I'd like to say hello\n  To the black, to the white, the red and the brown\n  The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta bang bang\n  The boogie to the boogie, say up jump the boogie\n  To the bang bang boogie, let's rock, you don't stop\n  Rock the rhythm that'll make your body rock\n  Now so far, you heard my voice\n  Ah but I brought two friends along\n  And next on the mic is my man E\n  Come on, E, sing that song\n\n  Well I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies pimp\n  The womens fight for my delight\n  'Cause I'm the Grandmaster with the three MCs\n  That shock the house for the young ladies\n  And when you come inside and to the front\n  And you do the Freak Spank, and you do the Bump\n  And when a sucker MC is trying to prove a point\n  Then trust this trio, and with a serious joint\n  And from sun to sun and from day to day\n  I sit back and write a brand new rhyme\n  Because they say that miracles never cease\n  I created a devastating masterpiece\n  I'm gonna rock the mic so you can't resist\n  Everybody, I said it goes like this\n  See I was coming home late one dark afternoon\n  A reporter stopped me for an interview\n  She said she heard stories and she heard fables\n  That I'm vicious on the mic and the turntables\n  This young reporter I did adore\n  Started rockin' to this rhyme like I never did before\n  She said, \"Damn fly guy, I'm in love with you\"\n  Said the Casanova legend must have been true\n  I said, \"By the way, baby, what's your name?\"\n  She said, \"I go by the name of Lois Lane\n  And you can be my boyfriend, you truly can\n  Just let me put my perfect on Superman\"\n  I said, \"He's a fairy, I do suppose\n  Flying through the air in pantyhose\n  He may be very sexy or even cute\n  But he look like a sucker in a blue and red suit\"\n  I said, \"I need a man who got finesse\n  And his whole name across his chest\n  He may be able to fly all through the night\n  But he can't rock a party through the early light\n  He can't satisfy you with his little worm\n  But I can bust you out with my super sperm\"\n  I go do it (Do it), I go do it (Do it)\n  I go do it, do it, do it\n  And I'm here (Here, here), and I'm there (There, there)\n  And I'm big bad E and I'm everywhere\n  So just throw your hands up in the air\n  And party hard like you just don't care\n  Just do it, and don't stop, y'all\n  I tick-a-tock, y'all, and you don't stop\n  It goes hotel, motel, what you gonna do today? (Say what?)\n  I'm gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank\n  And drive off in a def OJ\n  Everybody go hotel, motel, Holiday Inn (Say what?)\n  I say if your girl start actin' up\n  Then you take her friend\n  I say Skip, God, what can I say?\n  I can't fit 'em all inside my OJ\n  So I just take half and bust 'em out\n  And leave the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house\n\n  Well I'm the M-A-S, the T-E-R, a G with the double E\n  I said I go by the unforgettable name\n  Of the man they call the Keith Murray\n  Well, my name is known all over the world\n  By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls\n  I'm goin' down in the history\n  As the baddest rapper there ever could be\n  Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows\n  The beat start gettin' into your soul\n  You start snappin' your fingers and stompin' your feet\n  And movin' your body to the sure shot beat\n  And get down, you start doin' the Freak\n  I mean damn, right out of your seat\n  And then you throw your hands high in the air\n  You're rockin' to the beat and shake your derriere\n  You're rockin' to the beat without a care\n  'Cause the sure shot MC's run the affair\n  Nah, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang\n  But I rap to the beat just the same\n  I got a slim face and a pair of brown eyes\n  All I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize\n  I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\n  The beat don't stop until the break of dawn\n  I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\n  Like a hot butter pop, the pop, the pop\n  Ebbie, ebby bop, the pop, pop, you don't dare stop\n  Come alive, y'all, and give me what you got\n  I guess by now that you can take a hunch\n  And find that I am the baby of the bunch\n  But that's okay, I still keep in stride\n  'Cause all I'm here to do is wiggle your behind\n  I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\n  The beat don't stop until the break of dawn\n  I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on\n  Rock, rock, y'all, now get on the floor\n  I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there\n  I'm gonna freak you out of this atmosphere\n  'Cause I'm one of a kind, I'll shock your mind\n  I'll put the jig, jig, jiggity in your behind\n  I said a-one, two, three, four\n  Come on, girl, and get on the floor\n  Come alive, y'all, and give me what you got\n  'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock\n  I said a-one, two, three, four\n  Tell me, Dr. Spock, what are you waitin' for?\n\n  I said a hip, hop, the hippie to the hippie\n  To the hip hip hop and ya don't stop\n  Rockin' to the bang bang boogie\n  Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat\n  A-ski-bi-da-we-bop, we rock, a Scooby Doo\n  A-guess what, America, we love you\n  A-cause you rock and you roll with-a so much soul\n  A-you can rock 'til you're 101 years old\n  I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast\n  But Def Squad's like butter on your breakfast toast\n  Now rock it out, a-baby bubba\n  A-baby bubba to the boogie, the bang bang, the boogie\n  To the beat, the beat is so unique\n  Come on, everybody, let's dance to the beat\n  Have you ever went over a friend house to eat\n  And the food was just no good?\n  I said the macaroni's sour, the peas all mushed\n  And the chicken taste like wood\n  I said you try to play it off like you're thinkin' you can\n  By sayin' that you're full\n  And then your friend says, \"Mom, he's just bein' polite\n  He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull\"\n  Say your heart start pumpin' and you think of a lie\n  And you say that you already ate\n  And then your friend says, \"Man, there's plenty of food\"\n  So he piles some more on your plate\n  And while the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin'\n  Of the moment it's time to leave\n  And then you look at your plate and your chicken slowly rotten\n  Into somethin' that look like cheese\n  Then you say, \"That's it, I got to leave this place\n  I don't care what these people think\n  I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous\n  With this ugly food that stinks\"\n  And so you bust out the door while it's still closed\n  Still sick from the food you ate\n  And then you run to the store for quick relief\n  From a bottle of Kaopectate\n  And then you call your friend a-two weeks later\n  To see how he has been\n  And he says, \"I understand about the food\n  Baby bubba, but we're still friends\"\n  With a hip, hop, the hippie to the hippie\n  To the hip hip hop and ya don't stop\n  A-rockin' to the bang bang boogie\n  Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat\n\n  Ah, ha ha, ha ha\n  Ah, ha ha, ha ha\n  Def Squad in the area\n"}]