Give it up for Rita Wilson Hip hop hooray Oh hey, oh hey Oh hey, oh hey Oh You drew a picture of my morning But you couldn't make my day, Hey! I'm rockin' and you're yawning But you never look my way (Hey!) I'm lickin' down you darlin' In every single way (Hey!) Your funny flow is foreign And a green card's on the way! This ain't got shit to do wit shampoo, but watch your head n shoulders Brother older bold enough to fold ya, yo I told ya A raid afraid of what I made Plus played a funky fit so save ya flips Plus tricks for that music plus the monkey bit Triggas from the Grill-town Ill-town Some ask how it feels now How the deal is that we're real so we're still around Don't lamp wit a freestyle phantom ain't tryin' to be handsome Shrinkin' what ya thinkin' 'cause I'm vampin' I live and die for Hip Hop This is Hip Hop for today I give props to Hip Hop So Hip hop hooray Oh hey, oh hey Oh hey Hip hop hooray Oh hey, oh hey Oh hey, oh hey Oh You heard a lot about a brother gaining mo' ground Being low down I do the showdown wit' any little ho round, no! I wanna know who you're believing through you're funny reasons Even when I'm sleeping you think I'm cheatin' You said I know you're Mr. O.P.P. man Yo PP man won't only see me man You should've known that when hit in the stack, I was wit it a bit And step not to consider the rep, heck! I did your partner 'cause she's hot as a baker 'Cause I'm Naughty by Nature, not 'cause I hate cha! You put your heart in a part of a part that spreads apart Even though I forgave ya when you had a spark You try to act like something really big is missin' Even though my name's graffiti written on your kitten I love Black women always and disrespect ain't the way Let's start a family today Hip Hop hooray Oh hey, oh hey Oh hey, oh Hip hop hooray Oh hey, oh hey Oh hey, oh Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hooray! There's many hungry Hip Hoppers one reason Hip Hop's Hip top today swerve what cha heard 'Cause I ain't bailing no hey ain't choppin' no crops But still grownin' ever day! Here's a thunder sound from the wonders found From the underground town down the hill Feel how Ill-town drown smiles to frowns Snatchin' crowns from clowns beat downs are found Don't know me don't come around Tippy tippy pause Tippy tippy pause Sometimes creepin' up I eat 'em up Your style is older than Lou Rawls! Peace to this one and that one and them That way I shout out and I didn't miss one friend Fools get foolish neither them or Parker Lewis knew us You could have crews wit shoes and can't step to us Some kitty purr I call 'em sir too Any trick that diss gets a curfew I put my projects for boots step through troops and leave proof My problem solvers name is Mook! I hittin' woodys in a hoody Peace to Jesette, Jobete, Jo-Jo, Genae, and every hood gee! That's right my fight is ill Peace goes to L.O.N.S. and Quest, Nice & Smooth & Cypress Hill I live and die for Hip Hop This is Hip Hop of today I give props to Hip Hop So Hip hop hooray Hey oh, hey oh Hey oh, hey oh Hey oh, hey oh Hip hop hooray Hey oh, hey oh Hey oh, hey oh Smooth it out now