Now what you hear is not a test, I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red, and the brown, the purple and yellow
But first I gotta bang-bang the boogie to the boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the bang-bang boogie
Let's rock, you don't stop
Rock the riddle that'll make your body rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice, but I brought two friends along
And next on the mic is my man Hank
And come on, Hank, sing that song!
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S an' the O-V-A, and the rest is F-L-Y
You see, I go by the code of the doctor of the mix and these reasons, I'll tell ya why
You see, I'm six-foot-one and I'm tons of fun and I dress to a T
You see, I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali, and I dress so viciously
I got bodyguards, I got two big cars that definitely ain't the wack
I got a Lincoln Continental and a sunroof Cadillac
So after school, I take a dip in the pool, which really is on the wall
I got a color TV so I can see the Knicks play basketball
Hear me talkin' 'bout checkbooks, credit cards, more money than a sucker could ever spend
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker not a dime 'til I made it again
Everybody go "Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna do today? (say what?)
'Cause I'ma get a fly girl, gonna get some spank and drive off in a def OJ
Everybody go "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn!"
Say, if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
A Master Gee, am I mellow?
It's on you, so what you gonna do?
Well, it's on and on and on, on and on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said a M-A-S, a T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world by all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history as the baddest rapper there could ever be
Now I'm feelin' the highs and ya feelin' the lows
The beat starts gettin' into your toes
Ya start poppin' ya fingers and stompin' your feet
And movin' your body while you're sittin' in your seat
And then, damn, ya start doin' the freak
I said damn, right outta your seat
Then ya throw your hands high in the air
Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derriere
Ya rockin' to the beat without a care
With the sureshot MCs for the affair
Now, I