Jazzy Sensation (Bronx Version)

Lyrics

[Intro: The Jazzy 5] Now all the ladies in the house The ladies! The ladies! The ladies in the house C'mon, let me hear you say "ahh-oww!" (Ahh-oww!) Say "ahh-oww!" (Ahh-oww!) C'mon, c'mon The homeboys in the house The boys! The boys! The boys in the house C'mon, let me hear you say "ho!" (Ho!) Say "ho!" (Ho!) Give it up! [Verse 1: The Jazzy 5] Hey, party people, just bust this We got a little somethin' that you can't resist We wanna say a little somethin' to the other MC's Who said we don't have no quality We got quality and sophistication And all we need is your cooperation To rock the house and with the greatest of ease The Masters Ice! Gee! Bee! I'm Les and Mr. Freeze So come on y'all, let's go to work With Bambaataa, Jazzy Jay and Red Alert With others we form the Zulu Nation Now check us out with our Jazzy Sensation, huh! [Chorus: The Jazzy 5] Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Our jazzy sensation [Verse 2: Master Ice] Now I'm the Master Ice and I'm twice as nice And the dedicated prince of the disco slice As you can see I'm formally known As the rodeo rock of the microphone [Verse 3: Master Dee] Well, I'm the Master D-E-E so what it be? And rappin' on the microphone is my pet peeve An Aquarius man, with a mode and style And every time I rap, showin' up worthwhile [Verse 4: Master Bee] They call me Master Bee and that is true Like the grass is green and the skies are blue But I'm tellin' you that I will survive 'Cause I'm the microphone chief of the Jazzy 5 [Verse 5: A.J. Les] And I'm A.J. Les and I'm so unique And it would be a treat to hear me speak I'm a Leo man, with the master plan Holdin' those girls in the palm of my hand [Verse 6: Mr. Freeze] And I'm Mr. Freeze, and to tell you the truth That my quality rank's about a hundred proof And for all of y'all who like to duplicate I had to return to set the story straight [Bridge 1: The Jazzy 5] Blblblblblblbl Ha-ha, ha, ha Funk it up, funk it up, funk, funk it up A-ha, ha Get down, yo (Aaahhhh, yes) To the funky sound [Verse 7: The Jazzy 5] C'mon everybody and start to clap Because we are the kings of the Body Rock rap Everybody-, everybody come check out the Five Jazzy Five-, Jazzy Five, we're the best alive And when we rock-, when we rock we can't be stopped And all you other-, all you other MC's take a hop Our names-, our names are at the top of the list And we're the best MC's that could ever exist So let's party! Let's party 'til you can't no more And if you can't-, and if you can't, just walk out the door But if you could-, if you could, you deserve a crew And like the five-, like the five MC's from Soundview We're the once-, we're the once divided reunited Here we go, here we go, you know we go, you know we go We go by the names down in the Hall of Fame No other guy or dame could ever play the game We're the flyest, the flyest, known to be the highest 'Cause we're at the top and we can't be stopped We're the sweetest, the neatest, the latest, the greatest The best MC's to ever arrive! And we go by the name of the Jazzy 5 MC's rockin' the house, rock shockin' the house for the young ladies, so watch out! You don't stop, ha That Body Rock, ha [Verse 8: Master Ice] Now I'm the Master Ice and I own of the gold I'm known to be the superstar of the disco I'm five feet eight, with sweet brown eyes Guaranteed to make this party come alive [Verse 9: Master Dee] Well I'm the hip hip-hopper and the MC topper But everybody knows me as the ladies' grand rocker MC Master Dee and I'm the singer of the crew So tell me young ladies, what you wanna do? [Verse 10: Master Bee] And I'm the Master Bee as you will see I hold the key to the door of society But if you listen up close you will agree A-baby doll, he's the best of the century [Verse 11: A.J. Les] And I'm A.J. Les at your request A presidential rapper with a lot of finesse 'Cause you could call me A.J., but they call me Lester The mic rocker, the woman possessor [Verse 12: Mr. Freeze] And everybody calls me Chucky Chuck Chuck-a-luck, a-luck-a-luck-a-luck-a-luck Instead of passin' the mic I had to pass the buck And now it's time to go amok, huh! (Funk it up!) [Interlude: Master Bee] Just get on down! [Bridge 2: The Jazzy 5] So, listen everybody, listen everybody Listen up everybody, listen everybody 'Cuz we got a surprise, got a surprise We got a surprise, got a surprise [Verse 13: Master Ice] Yes indeedy, New York City lookin' pretty, have no pity 'Cause I'm the Master Ice and I'm in your city, hey (Hey!) Now it's time to throw Go high and low and do The Gigolo Shake your body to the left, shake your body to the right Go down to the floor, now you're lookin' out of sight Then you come back up and look your partner in the eyes You'll find yourself headin' for a big surprise Because you split your pants a-when you went real low And that's why we called it The Gigolo (Ha, ha!) Gigolo, Gig-Gigolo, Gigolo Serious (Serious), c'mon to c'mon [Verse 14: The Jazzy 5] I say clap your hands and do The Gigolo (Gigolo!) Clap your hands and do The Gigolo, Gigolo! Listen party people all across the nation All we want from you is your cooperation And if you're gettin' down with no limitations Everybody say "Jazzy Sensation" (Jazzy Sensation!) "Jazzy Sensation" (Jazzy Sensation!) And you don't stop that Body Rock It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on (Yah-ha, ha!) And if you know the words (Brrr!) why don't you sing along [Chorus: The Jazzy 5] Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Our jazzy sensation Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Our jazzy sensation Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Our jazzy sensation Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Our jazzy sensation [Post-Chorus: The Jazzy 5] I say jazzy, jazzy Jazzy sensation, jazzy sensation C'mon, 'cause it's the jazzy, it's the jazzy Jazzy sensation, jazzy sensation Ah yeah, ha (Shep Pettibone!) C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon... Lean left, ha! Lean right (Lean front) You gotta (Lean back) And c'mon c'mon a-c'mon, you gotta ride it baby Ow! Yeah, baby, ha ha! (Jazzy sensation) C'mon and get down Stop messin' around That's it, aha, ain't it funky now? Ha ha ha ha, that's it Huah! Ain't it funky now? Uh! Uh! Uh! Everybody, everybody in the place C'mon-a c'mon-a c'mon and move your left leg Huh!, c'mon c'mon, c'mon Everybody throw your right hand in the air Coolin' out, coo C'mon-a, c'mon-a, c'mon and then lean left And then lean right, and then lean front And then lean back, c'mon, c'mon (You gotta ride it baby!) Ain't it funky, ain't it funky? Ain't, ain't it funky now? Huh! Ha-ha ha-ha ([?] Of Monte Crisco) Ain't it funky now? Huh! Ain't it, ain't it, ain't it, ain't it, ain't it funky now? Ah! C'mon, uh c'mon, c'mon, uh c'mon, uh c'mon, uh c'mon I say clap your hands to the beat-ah Clap your hands to the beat y'all That beat-ah That beat-ah That beat that'll make you feel sweet-ah Ha-ha Cardinal Hayes, rock, rockin' on, rockin' on Master Gee rock, rockin' on, rockin' on [?] rock, rockin' on, rockin' on Stevenson, rockin' on, rockin' on Aquinas High School, rockin' on, rockin' on And Monroe, rock, rockin' on, rockin' on Norman Thomas, rockin' on, rockin' on Grace Dodge, just rockin' on, rockin' on Brooklyn Tech keep rockin' on, rockin' on And [?] keep rockin' on, rockin' on Murry Bergtraum, rockin' on, rockin' on And Fashion just rockin' on, rockin' on Cut Aquinas is rockin' on, rockin' on Cardinal Hayes rockin' on, rockin' on Flushing High, rockin' on, rockin' on To the break of dawn We ran out of schools Hahahaha Word! Hehaha We ran out of schools! That's 'cuz you don't go, hahaha What you talkin' 'bout, man? Manhattan College coolin' out Coo-, coo-, coo-, coolin' out You got ta, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta (Funk, funk, funk, funk it up) C'mon, get down, stop messin' around You gotta (funk, funk, funk, funk it up) C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, ain't it funky now? (Funk, funk, funk, funk it up) C'mon, ain't it, ain't it, ain't it funky now? (Funk, funk, funk, funk it up) Ah, huah! C'mon Ain't it, ain't it funky now? Ha ha ha ha ha ha, ain't it funky, ah! That beat y'all That beat, beat, be-beat y'all C'mon Say James Brown (James Brown James Brown Say James Brown) Yo Shep Pettibone coolin' out And to Mr. Magic, rock, shock and turn the motha out Shep Pettibone coolin' out And to Mr. Magic, rock, shock and turn the motha out Mr. Magic, jump on it, jump on it If you want it Shep Pettibone coolin' out And to Mr. Magic, rock, shock and turn the motha out Shep Pettibone coolin' out And to Mr. Magic, rock, shock and turn the motha out Say nobody gives more music Nobody gives more music (A ha ha) Say nobody gives more music Say what?