Hip Hop Bommi Bop

Lyrics

[Songtext zu "Hip Hop Bommi Bop"] [Intro: Freddy Love] Man, are you ready? [Verse 1: Freddy Love] I came across the ocean on a subway line Invited to a wedding party of some friends of mine North, south, east, even west I knew when I arrived the party would be fresh So my train stopped at the dock I felt that it was time to hit the hop Ah, to the hip-hip, the hop, you don't stop Yeah, that party rocked I wanted something to drink and a bite to eat A place to go party and rock to the beat So when I turned the corner, to my surprise I heard a sound that made me realise I heard a sound when I turned the corner I knew that, that I wasn't a goner I had to turn the corner, what did I hear? A hundred voices shout loud and clear And this is what I heard them say [Chorus: Freddy Love] Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder A Bommerlunder eisgekühlt They said, Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder A Bommerlunder eisgekühlt Und dazu ein belegtes Brot mit Schinken Ein belegtes Brot mit Ei Das sind zwei belegte Brote Eins mit Schinken, eins mit Ei [Interlude: Freddy Love] Ei, Ei, Ei, Ei Check it out [Verse 2: Freddy Love] They said the formula for feelin' fine Is to drink Bommerlunder all the time So come on y'all and you drink it up The Bommerlunder kinda make you shake your butt Oh, yeah this drink is right on time They said a couple of sips and it will blow your mind You see to drink Bommerlunder you don't need class You can be a smelly bum sittin' on your ass Or you can be a king or even a queen And when you drink Bommerlunder on the scene You see, get something to drink and then stand on your head Bommerlunder rock the living and rock the dead So get off your seat and rock to the beat To the beat stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp your feet To the Bommer, Bommer, Bommer, Bommerlunder beat So check it out [Interlude: Freddy Love] Toten Hosen in the place to be, all together now Let me hear you sing [Chorus] Bommer, Bommer, Bommerlunder Bommerlunder eisgekühlt Bommer, Bommer, Bommerlunder (Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder) A Bommerlunder eisgekühlt [Interlude: Die Toten Hosen] Eisgekühlter Bomme— (Bommer, Bommerlunder) Eisgekühlter Bommer— (Eisgekühlt) Bommerlunder a-eis Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder (Eiskühl) Ah, ah, eisgekühlter (Ah) [Verse 3: Freddy Love] Wait, wait, Dummkopfs! (Eisgekühlter Bommerlunder) You guys must be from Düsseldorf You see rappin' to the beat is not hard For me rap-rocking is my job The stuff you're talking sounds like crap You don't even understand the meaning of rap You don't even know how to keep the beat Y'all sound like a clown that stare right at me I can tell by the clothes and the way you look That you can never ever make it to the fashion-book Yeah, you can giggle, shout and do shit like that If you can't keep the beat you'll never make a rap like this And you don't stop, that's not the way that you rap You better keep practisin' all night long And maybe in a hundred years you'll have a hit song Well I'm sick and tired of this Bommerlunder-jive Goin' back to New York where the people are live So check, check, check it out Freddy Love is gonna be up out [Outro: Freddy Love, Die Toten Hosen] Come on, come on, Toten Hausen Let me hear you do it to the beat (Ah, yeah) Trini, come on, scratch it up (Yeah, let's do it) *bad mouth scratching* Cut the beat Ah, Campi, come on, let me hear you rock the house (Let's rock the) Yeah, let's rock the house Rock the boat, baby Breiti, rock it (Check it out) (What do you mean, the beat?) Andy, come on (Yeah, uh!) Now, check it out, loser Beat! Kick to the beat! Trini (Yeah, yeah! Yeah, cool, man) Rock it, come on, come on, come on (Hip-hop, hip-hop, boppity-bop) Hip-hop, hop it, hip-hop, bop it, bop You guy's gotta rock the house, man You gotta like rock and don't stop (I think we're pretty good at that) You gotta rock and don't stop (Don't stop and rock, uh) (Like that?) To the rhythm of the beat, come on To the rhythm of the beat, we can make [?] Toten Hausen, I know you can rock the house (Yeah)