, you heard what I said Party time in the boogie down, ready for some action Show me just a little satisfaction Dance, and shake It's time to start a boogie
blowin me kisses Others fall like missiles, the cap was artificially flavored My first verse, it quenched your thirst For instance, I'm makin people boogie
M C to keep the boogie in the party Been singin' lodi dodi since eighty four and I'll be singin' lodi dodi 'til I'm eighty four I couldn't ask for more
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
laugh after I kill you, I'm a poor sportsman Slaughterhouse the successors to the Four Horsemen Niggaz born to pimp so bring some more whores in Thinkin with my other hand
rely on you Put up your hands, give me all your money I can't rely on you Put up your hands, put up your hands Put up your hands
you ?®bout ahab the arab, the sheik of the burning sand, He had emeralds and rubies just a-dripping off ?®a him and a ring on every finger of his hand
war So we push the turf steady pushin' work Niggas love seein' thugs so we look for dirt Where the shit don't stop and them six fours hop If ya just
groove baby call your momma I'm like Charlie hooker girl I got the boogie drama With the boogie drama, what? With the boogie drama, yeah With the boogie
bars Hustle is hand to mouth and chance cards Everything move all around the street sound Bass drop makin' you nod so freak now From L.A. Downtown to Boogie
Burn train buffers My fancy Up jumps the boogie delivering eye jammies Walk through the muck with a clutch on a trident Never give a fuck how far Pi went
Four rooms, a ceiling and a floor but there's more (close to insanity) A desk with a subtle light, a window and a door (close to insanity) One bottle
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
right hand up, put your left hand up Put your right hand up, put your left hand up Put your right hand up, put your left hand up Put your right hand up
right hand up, Put your left hand up Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up Put your right hand up, Put your left hand up Put your right hand
Because weekends were, were Walk in the club at like 10 o' clock And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops It's Thursday night and the night is young Four
'm so-and-so I'm this I'm that Huh, but they all just wick-wick-wack I'm not white or red or black I'm brown From the Boogie Down Productions Of course
Cause I'm about to leave this place a motherfuckin mess Open hearts on the floor as I explore Rappers that wanted to be more than number four Number one