Nothing to do
i said a hip hop the hippie the hippie
to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop
the rock it to the bang bang boogie
say up jumped the boogie
to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
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 like to say hello
to the black, to the white, the red, and the brown,
the purple and yellow
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 dont dare stop
come alive yall 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
Word. You know what? Let me tell you a little story:
So I was thinking of inventions and what not. And while I was doing this mind scheming, I was happily eating a hamburger with bread as the bun. Then it struck me...Why don't they build a restaurant...a GHETTO RESTAURANT? The menu would be simple...it would be all of your favorite conconctions that many make up when you have no food. Bread instead of buns, Potatoe chips and a side of ketchup, ham and cheese taco, macaroni mixed w/ ground beef and corn ...and all that crazy stuff. I mean...theres so many ghetto recipes that you can come up with. And it all may sound gross...but man oh man wait till you eat it...MMMMMM. yup.
to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop
the rock it to the bang bang boogie
say up jumped the boogie
to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
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 like to say hello
to the black, to the white, the red, and the brown,
the purple and yellow
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 dont dare stop
come alive yall 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
Word. You know what? Let me tell you a little story:
So I was thinking of inventions and what not. And while I was doing this mind scheming, I was happily eating a hamburger with bread as the bun. Then it struck me...Why don't they build a restaurant...a GHETTO RESTAURANT? The menu would be simple...it would be all of your favorite conconctions that many make up when you have no food. Bread instead of buns, Potatoe chips and a side of ketchup, ham and cheese taco, macaroni mixed w/ ground beef and corn ...and all that crazy stuff. I mean...theres so many ghetto recipes that you can come up with. And it all may sound gross...but man oh man wait till you eat it...MMMMMM. yup.