Rapper’s Delight歌词-The Sugarhill Gang

Rapper’s Delight歌词由The Sugarhill Gang演唱，出自专辑《Downtown Funk : Ministry of Sound》，下面是《Rapper’s Delight》完整版歌词！

Rapper’s Delight歌词完整版

Now what you hear is not a test, I'm rappin' to the beat

And me, the groove and my friends are gonna try to move your feet

See I am Wonder Mike and I'd 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 youve heard my voice, but I brought two friends along

And next on the mic 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

Y'see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix and these reasons, I'll tell ya why:

Y'see I'm six-foot-one and I'm tons of fun, and I dress to a T

Y'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 is really on the wall

I got a color TV, so I can see the Knicks play basketball

Hear me talkin' '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 till I made it again

Y'go hotel, motel, whatcha gonna do today? (Say what?)

Y'say I'm gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spankin', drive off in a def OJ

Everybody go hotel, motel, Holiday Inn

Say if your girl starts actin' 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 goin down in history

As the baddest rapper there ever could be

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

The beat starts gettin' into your toes

Ya start poppin' ya fingers and stompin' your feet

And movin' your body while you're sittin' in your seat

And then, damn, ya start doin' the Freak

I said damn, right outta your seat

Then ya throw your hands high in the air

Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derriere

Ya rockin' to the beat without a care

With the sure 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 got a little face and a pair of brown eyes

All I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize

Singin' on n n on n on n on

The beat don't stop until the break of dawn

Singin' 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, y'all, 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

Singin' on n n on n on n on

The beat don't stop until the break of dawn

Singin' on n n on n on on n on

Rock rock, y'all, 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 I'll shock your mind

I'll put t-t-tickets in your behind

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

A-come alive, y'all, 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 waitin' 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 jump 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

Have you 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 sayin 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 pumpin', 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 steamin' your mind starts to dreamin'

Of the moment that it's time to leave

And then you look at your plate and your chickens slowly rottin'

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 sittin' here makin' 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-a hop-a you don't stop the rockin'

To the bang bang boogie say up jump the boogie

To the rhythm of the boogie the beat