Rappers Delight - The Sugarhill Gang

Now, what you hear is not a test, I’m rapping to the beat

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

You 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 rhythm that’ll make your body rock

Well so far you’ve 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-A-N, the O-V-A and the rest is F-L-Y

You see, I go by the code of the Doctor of the Mix

And these reasons I’ll tell you why

You see I’m 6'1'' and I’m tons of fun and I dress to a tee

You 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 whack

I got a Lincoln continental and a sunroof Cadillac

So after school, I take a dip in the pool, which is really off 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

Everybody go: Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna do today (say what?)

Cause I’ma get a fly girl, gonna get some spank and drive off in a def OJ

Everybody go: Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn

You see, if your girl starts acting up, then you take her friend

Uh Master Gee, am I mellow?

It’s on you, so what you gonna do?

Well it’s on, and on, and on, on and on

The beat don’t stop until the break of dawn

I said M-A-S, a 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 you’re feeling the lows

The beat starts getting into your toes

You start popping your fingers and stomping your feet

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

And then jam you start doing the freak

I said damn, right outta your seat

Then you throw your hands high in the air

You’re rocking to the rhythm, shake your derriere

You’re rocking to the beat without a care

With the sure-shot emcees 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

Singing on and on and on, on and on

The beat don’t stop until the break of dawn

Singing on and on and on, on and on

Like a hot ready to pop the pop the pop dibbie dibbie

Pop the pop, pop, you don’t dare stop

Come alive y’all gimme what you 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 and on and on, on and on

The beat don’t stop until the break of dawn

Singing on and on and on, on and on

Rock rock y’all get on the floor

I’m gonna freak ya here I’m gonna freak you 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 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 the hippie

To the hip hip hop and 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 'til 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 a breakfast toast

Rock it up, uh, baby bubba

Baby bubba to the boogie the bang bang the boogie

To the beat beat, it’s so unique

Come on, everybody, and dance to the beat

Have you ever went over a friend’s 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 food’s steaming your mind starts to dreaming

Of the moment that it’s time to leave

And then you look at your plate and your chicken’s 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 its 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 but bubba, we’re still friends»

With a hip hop the hippie the hippie

To the hip hip hop and 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…