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CB4 Soundtrack lyrics CB4 (Daddy-O, Hi-C, Kool Moe Dee) Delight lyrics [Hi-C] I said a hip, hop, the hippie the hippie dibby hip hop hop and you don't stop to 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 cause we're rappin to the beat And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet See I, am, Albert Brown, 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 and I brought two friends along The next up to seize is Euripides So c'mon E, sing that song! [Daddy-O] Check it out, I'm the E-U-R-I-P-I-D-E-S and I'm F-L-Y You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix, these reasons I'll tell you why You see, I'm five foot ten, all the ladies say when, when 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 wack I got a Lincoln Continental and, a sunroofed 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 Clippers play basketball; hear me talk about checkbooks, credit cards, mo' money than a sucker, could ever spend But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum who's been robbin not a dime 'til I made it again You go ho-tel, mo-tel, whatcha gonna do today? (Say what?) Gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank and drive off in a def OJ; everybody go Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn!! Say if your girl starts 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 I give the rest to Wacky Dee so he can wack the house! [Kool Moe Dee] Well I'm the W-A and the C-K-Y, and the D with the double-E I said I go by the unforgettable name of the man they call Wacky Dee, wellllll 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 brother, there ever could be Now I'm filled with the highs and you're filled with the lows The beat starts pumpin into your toes You start pumpin your fingers and stompin your feet And movin your body cause you're sittin in your seat And then damn! You start doin the freak, I said Damn! Ah-right outta your seat And then you throw your hands high in the air Ya rockin to the beat so shake your derriere Ya rockin to the beat without a care, with the sureshot MC's for the affair Now, I'm not as hard as the rest of the gang but I rap to the beat, just the same I got a fine-ass face, and a pair of brown eyes and I'ma give it to the ladies that's hypnotized Singin on'n'n'on'n'on 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 to the pop da pop da pop baby baby Pop da pop pop, but don't you dare stop Ah-come alive y'all, and gimme whatcha got I guess by now you can take a hunch and find that I am the smoothest of the bunch But that's okay, I still keep in stride Cause all I want to do is smack the dimples in your behind I'm singin on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn I'm singin on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'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 move you outta this atmosphere Cause I'm a one of a kind and I'll shock your mind I'll put the tick-tick-tick in your behind I said ah one, two, three, four C'mon, girls, get on the floor! A-come alive y'all, and gimme whatcha got cause I'ma guaranteed to make you rock I said one, two, three, four Tell me Albert Brown, what are you waiting for? [Hi-C] I said a hip, hop, the hippie the hippie dibby hip hop hop and you don't stop to rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jump the boogie, to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat A Skiddleebebop, we rock, and Scooby Doo And guess what? America, we love you Cause you rock and a roll with ah so much soul You can rock 'til 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 out, Baby Bubba! Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang da boogie to the beat, beat, you're so unique So C'MON ON, everybody, and dance to the beat! Hah hah! Other CB4 Soundtrack lyrics: CB4 (Daddy-O, Hi-C) Outta Locash lyrics CB4 (Daddy-O, Hi-C) Of My Balls lyrics Parental Advisory---Lifeline lyrics Fu-Schnickens---Sneaking Up On Ya lyrics Hurricane (Feat Beastie Boys) Em Up lyrics MC Ren---Mayday On The Frontline lyrics KRS-One---Black Cop lyrics Public Enemy---Living In A Zoo lyrics |