Lyrics
Oh Yeah
What’s up World?
It’s Master Gee and Sugar Hill Gang
Wonder Mike and diggety i’m here with my man Bob sinclar let’s do it
Lalalala lalala … lala
Lalalala lalala lalalalalala
Back, back, back in the day when the djs spun all night
When the party fun, the mc’s come drop and test the mic. (oh yeah)
Don’t need to worry
Don’t need to hurry the grooves are just for you (come on)
Keep it pop it and locking, breaking and rocking
Everybody knows there ain’t no stopping
Come on ya’ll get on the floor
I’m gonna take you back make you beg for more
Ain’t no party like an oldschool party got an oldschool party don’t stop
So Dj (.) and let me rock the mic
Now throw your hands high in the air, everybody say: OH YEAH
Lalalala lalala (Yeah just do it, do it, do it) lala
Lalalala (It's only, only, only own. I like that) lalala lalalalalala
Yes, yes yo! It’s Wonder Mike and i like to rock the hell
I’m work that body, work that body and baby just work it out (AAH)
Abidihibidihophop and don’t get stopped, let me see that body rock
Put your afrojack kup to the side, let me hear you say ALRIGHT
Grooves so funky furious did make you get so serious
When the people hearin' us they starting called delirious
Work it, let’s work it, let’s work it, work it, work it
Now somebody, anybody, everybody SCREAM !
Lalalala lalala (Yeah just do it, do it, do it) lala
Lalalala lalala lalalalalala
Lalalala (Tell wave your hands from side to side) lalala lala
Lalalala lalala lalalalalala
1,2,3,4. Step the honor avert for the Master Gee show
Once upon a time but not long ago
When there was no rapstars on tv-shows
No moviedeal, commercials (.) starting to grow
In them days when you cup the art
You did a sake for the money and avert for the hart
Back then you had to be a true believer
Every (.) hang at the discofever
Dj Flash in Hollywood
Many happend in the streets of Manhatten
Lalalala lalala lala
Lalalala lalala lalalalalala
Lalalala lalala lala
Lalalala lalala lalalalalala