Willie Rap

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Willie Wood & Willie Wood Crew - Rap

Willie Rap

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[Verse 1] Once again Just keep the pep in your step And don't stop til you get on the mountain top Because the bass is in your face (Say what!) And the highs are in your eyes (Oh yeah!) And the music of the Willie Wood will definitely tranquilize Ya see, I'm a black Kojak and I'm better than Baretta I'm a Casanova Brown because I'm down To the hip, hop, the hippit, the hop, the hop, the hop hippit Hippit-dibby-dip-dop then the hip hop (Ya don't stop) To the beat y'all beat, beat Just dibby-dibby-dab so-socialize Come on and make my nature rise When I walk in the door, I wanted to see Too many people tryna freak with me So I start to dance and I had a little fun And all of a sudden it was four-on-one So I did the dance and I did my best And all of a sudden I had to grab my chest And then my knees start to bend and I fall back And to my surprise I caught a heart attack Just clap your hands everybody And everybody clap your hands I got a message for your mind It goes way back, a thing called time It was the time of mono, there was nobody on stereo Said can't you see I'm Willie Wood Created this thing and you know it's good Everybody from across the land The brothers, the sisters, the little old man Just knew the Wood was gonna be good Right here, in your neighborhood 'Cause I get on up, I get on down I played everywhere, I hate to mess around Just grab my mic, I say my thing I make everybody in the house wanna swing Now I'm Willie Wood, you know I'm nice You all came worn out you paid the price But when I go down to sleep I don't close my eyes I just let the girls make my nature rise Now I'm Willie Wood, I'm doing my thing I'm well known just like Burger King I don't sell burgers or french fries I'm just here to make your nature rise I'm the man with the master plan I'm good 'cause I'm Willie Wood Just freak it to the left and freak it to the right But don't let your girl get out of sight Move it on up, move it all around But don't let your freak fall on the ground Just clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your hands [Break] [Verse 2] Once again, pretty mama you see I'm bonafied, I'm solidified and I'm qualified to do (Say what!) Anything your heart can stand, it all depends on you (Oh yeah!) Now I never lost a battle yet And I don't, knock on wood 'Cause it's not how good I make it, baby doll It's how I make it good Now I'm listed in the yellow pages all around the world I got 21 years experience with all you sweet little girls I'm the king of the women's world, they tell me from town to town And when I find my deserving queen Well I'm gonna share my crown But until I meet my match I think I'm gonna have some fun I'm gonna keep on busting out that thing And huh, staying on the run Now I don't know what I've been told by a brother that is hipper I said 64,000 weeping husbands been calling me Willie the ripper They say I'm spreading heartbreaks just like a strain But all I'm guilty of is that tender love-type thing So if your woman is fine my brothers it might be a crying shame 'Cause I might can't control my hands and it'll be a [riptide?] thing [undecipherable] we bet you'd like to know they saved the Willie Wood for last That's right, through rain, through shine, through sleet or snow I got a show called disco When the people do the freak to my funky beat Even seatin' in the seats you gotta pat your feet Like a carpenter need his hammer and nail The US man delivers your mail Like Marilyn Monroe and Reverend Ike You got Woodie Wood and he's on the mic Let's rock (Let's roll!) Once again let's do it, do it, do-it, do-it, do it, do it Yeah baby, come on Just clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your hands [Verse 3] Once again If you're all alone in the twilight zone and don't have a thing to do (Say what!) Just come on down to the place to be and check out the Willie Wood's crew (Oh yeah!) We got Jim in the joint, he's here to prove a point With Sly and QC too We got Paula, Pam, Bunny and Denise, we even got little ol' Sue We got Erica, she's on the go, we got little ol' Laura on stereo Elaina too and she'll do the do, that's why they're down with the Willie Wood Crew Just clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your hands Females clap your hands, everybody clap your hands You see you dippy-dippy-dive and so-socialize...

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Credits

Writers
  • Kevin Johnson
  • Willie Wood