How Low - R.A. The Rugged Man

Ayyo, back around, there’s a new crew in town

The Mandingos, we get down, the Bad Brains

Rugged Man, yeah, we the type that steal your chain

Underground shit in case you don’t know our names

Yeah I got hip hop flowing through my veins

Stop that crazy thing jup-juppa-jup-juppa-Jane

Jamming, the Germanan, Deutschlanden

Standing, who the fuck let the Rugged Man in

I’m like you don’t know how we rock the show

And y’all can’t see how we bout to blow

It’s like budum budum, b-guitar off-beat retard he chubb, with the heat up

We are white-wigga-white-wh-white

You’re a gangster right, why you’re scared to fight?

I’m like Rugged Man eat y’all, defeat y’all

Educate you, teach y’all, to the beat y’all

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Rock rock on, rhythm, blues and soul

Get off the dancefloor, baby lose control

I’m like what you suckers can say to me?

Throw your hands in the air if you fuck for free

And girls put your hands up if you take money

And guys yell «hoes you ain’t getting shit from me»

Bombama, cock the hammer, shamalama, body slammer, that’s the way I am a

Now party people in the place to be

You see the Rugged Man rock on the m-i-c

Capital W-h-i-t-e

Ain’t not one rapper out there can fuck with me

Who we?

We the D-I-double B

Do your homework, let 'em learn your history

Hypnotic, hot shit robotic, pop rock, dirty dance erotic

Get, get retarded

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If you ain’t got a nickel to your name

And you still bringing none home with you then scream

You got a big fat nice juicy fat behind

You over 200 pounds, I’mma make you mine

See you in the club yeah we gonna bump and grind

And let’s party like it’s 1999

It’s 2000 Queens, NYC

Suffolk County, me, Washington D. C

All my dirty white people, raise the roof

All my dirty black people, raise the roof

It’s like we’re a band hand in hand, this ain’t just your ordinary jam,

It’s the Mandingo fam

And if you got big titties and a big fat ass

All my women in the house go get that cash

You see ain’t nobody messing with the Rugged Man

I’m back by unpopular demand

How low can you go

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