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 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 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 Well, I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies pimp The women fight for my delight But I'm the grandmaster with the three MC's That shock the house for the young ladies And when you come inside, into the front You do the freak, spank, and do the bump And when the sucker emcees try to prove a point We're treacherous trio, uh, with a serious joint A from Sun to Sun, and from day to day I sit down and write a brand new rhyme Because they say that miracles never cease I've created a devastating masterpiece I'm gonna rock the mic till you can't resist Everybody, I say it goes like this Well I was coming home late one dark afternoon Reporter stopped me for a interview She said she's heard stories and she's heard fables That I'm vicious on the mic and the turntables This young reporter I did adore So I rocked a vicious rhyme like I never did before She said: Damn, fly guy, I'm in love with you The Casanova legend must have been true I said: By the way baby what's your name Said: I go by the name of Lois Lane And you could be my boyfriend, you surely can Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman I said he's a fairy, I do suppose Flying through the air in pantyhose He may be very sexy or even cute But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit I said you need a man who's got finesse And his whole name across his chest He may be able to fly all through the night But can he rock a party till the early light He can't satisfy you with his little worm But I can bust you out with my super sperm I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it, do it An I'm here, and I'm there, I'm Big Bank Hank, I'm everywhere Just throw your hands up in the air And party hardy like you just don't care Let's do it, uh, don't stop y'all, uh, tick a tock y'all, you don't stop I go: Hotel, motel, what you gonna do today (say what?) I'm gonna 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 I say skip, dive, what can I say I can't fit em all inside my OJ So I just take half and bust them out I give the rest to Master Gee so he could shock the house 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, damn, 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 MC's 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, 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 Uh, 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 Scooby 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 a breakfast toast Rock it up, uh, baby bubbah Baby bubbah, 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 bubbah, we're still friends With the 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