Bootsy's Rubber Band - Chug-A-Lug (The Bun Patrol) lyrics

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Bootsy's Rubber Band - Chug-A-Lug (The Bun Patrol) lyrics

My dog bigger than your dog Huh, what I say? Give me the ball Captain P-Mo here and I just got back from voyage to the bottom of the pee Where slow motion is better than no motion And I´m fortified with yeast to help me rise to the occasion baby Hee Hee If the funk gets too hot for your rump, turn the other cheek Zilla here Say in from booty to Boots, from the crib to the coliseum, baby Booty reportin´ for duty, baby over and out to lunch How much is that muscle in the window? Vitamin P gives you muscle booty baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, freak out, freak out, freak and shake and I´ll help What´s a booty and how will I know if I shakin´ it? Now here´s where I get an A, Bun Power, with a Booty Back Guarantee Be on the floor by bun down or be out of town by sundown I am the Bun Dance Kid, and I quote, "Go for your Buns, this is wipe out music, baby!" Time out for a Rump Child, Hee Hee How much is that muscle in the window, Hee Hee Rip the roof off the mutha s**er, come and rip the roof off! (x4) I long to dance, to all you sleepin´ bootys out there It´s eleven o´clock booty do your duty time Do you know where your booty is at? Freak out, freak out, freak and shake and I´ll help! I understand I understand, I dig To pee or not to pee is the ha**le Dance Let me see you raise your hand, dance, raise the roof off The mother s**er come and dance the roof off! What´s a booty and how will I know if I´m shakin´ it? There be´s somebody in here I want y´all to meet, me! Me, well get down me, well it´s ok with me if it´s ok with me Get down Bootsy baby! Look ma, no hands! Yeah, it still takes two hands to handle a whooper Baby party joggin´ baby In my wonder years, baby I come to rip the roof off! I come to rip the roof off Yeah I´m bustin´ off so bu*t what a booty Be on the floor by bun down or be outta town by sundown You know I am the Bun Dance Kid You can call him Bootsy You can call him baba His is the Bun Dance Kid! Hey Leroy, did you hear that I heard it I clare That boy Bootsy party graw, party graw How much is that muscle in the window? Give me the ball, give me the ball Not now, not now I told you I´m in the middle of a Rump Child Out of the way! Boy you bother me, get out the way, boy I got some dancin´ to do Quick, quick somethin´ the matter with you boy? Rip the roof off the mother s**er, come and rip the roof off