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Vita - Shake Your Rump lyrics
Now I rock a house party at the drop of a hat
 I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat
 a lot of people they be Jonesin' just to hear me rock the mic
 they'll be staring at the radio
 staying up all night
 so like a pimp I'm pimpin'
 I got a boat to eat shrimp in
 Nothing wrong with my leg just B-boy limpin'
 Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for jumping on a float
 My man MCA's got a beard like a billy goat
 oowah oowah is my disco call
 MCA hu-huh I'm gettin' rope y'all
 Routines I bust rhymes I write
 And I'll be busting routines and rhymes all night
 Like eating burgers or chicken or you'll be picking your nose
 I'm on time homie that's how it goes
 You heard my style I think you missed the point
 it's the joint
 Mike D Yeah?with your bad self running things
 What's up with your bad breath onion rings
 Well I'm Mike D and I'm back from the dead
 Chillin' at the beaches down at Club Med
 Make another record 'cause the people they want more of this
 Suckers they be saying they can take out Adam Horovitz
 Hurricane you got clout
 Other DJ's he'll take your head out
 A puppet on a string I'm paid to sing or rhyme
 Or do my thing I'm
 In a lava lamp inside my brain hotelVita - Shake Your Rump - http://motolyrics.com/vita/shake-your-rump-lyrics.html
 I might be peakin' or freakin' but I rock well
 The Patty Duke the wrench and then I bust the tango
 Got more rhymes than Jamaica got Mango Kangols
 I got the peg leg at the end of my stump
 Shake your rump
 Full Clout y'all
 Full Clout y'all
 And when the mic is in my mouth I turn it out y'all
 Full Clout
 Never been dumped 'cause I'm the most mackinest
 Never been jumped 'cause I'm known the most packinest
 Yeah we've got beef chief
 We're knocking out teeth chief
 And if you don't believe us you should question your belief Keith
 Like Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat
 Like Fred Flintstone driving around with bald feet
 Should I have another sip no skip it
 In the back of the ride and bust with the whippet
 Rope a dope dookies all around the neck
 Whoo ha got them all in check
 Running from the law the press and the parents
 Is your name Michael Diamond?
 No mine's Clarence
 >From downtown Manhattan the village
 My style is wild and you know that it still is
 Disco bag schlepping and you're doing the bump
 Shake your rump








