Def Squad Delight Lyrics

Def Squad

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[Redman] 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 boast But Def Squad's 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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