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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Beastie Boys - Shake Your RumpKnow how to rock a house party at the drop of a hat yeah I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat a lot of people they be Jonesin just to hear me rock the mic theyll be staring at the radio staying up all night so like a pimp Im pimpin I got a boat to eat shrimp in Nothin wrong with my leg Im just B-boy limpin Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for jumping on a float My man MCAs got a beard like a billy goat oowah oowah is my disco call MCA hu-huh Im gettin rope yall Routines I bust and the rhymes that I write And Ill be busting routines and rhymes all night Like eating burgers or chicken or youll be picking your nose Im on time homie thats how it goes You heard my style I think you missed the point its the joint Mike D with your bad self running things Whats up with your bad breath onion rings Im Mike D and Im back from the dead Chillin at the beach down at Club Med Make another record cause the people they want more of this Suckers they be saying they can take out Adam Horovitz Hurricane you got clout Other DJs hell take your head out A puppet on a string Im paid to sing or rhyme Or do my thing Im In a lava lamp inside the brain hotel I might be peakin or freakin Im known to rock well The Patty Duke the wrench and then I bust the tango Got more rhymes than Jamaica got Mango Kangols I got the peg leg at the end of my stump Shake your rump Full clout yall, full clout yall And when the mic is in my mouth I turn it out yall Never been dumped cause Im the most mackinest Never been jumped cause Im known the most packinest Yeah weve got beef chief Were knocking out teeth chief And if you dont believe us you should question your belief chief Like Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meat Like Fred Flintstone driving around with bald feet Should I have another sip no skip it In the back of the ride and bust with the whippet Rope a dope dookies all around the neck *Whoo ha I got them all in check* Running from the law the press and the parents *Is your name Michael Diamond?* No mines Clarence From downtown Manhattan the village My style is wild and you know that it still is Disco bag schlepping and youre doing the bump Shake your rump Oooooohhhh! |
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