R.A. The Rugged Man - How Low lyrics

[Intro] (Four, three, two, one) [Verse 1] 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 sh** 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 f** 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 [Hook] How low can you go Lower baby lower baby lower lower How low can you go Lower baby lower baby lower lower Switch it up High higher baby higher baby higher higher All right put your hands in the sky Higher baby higher baby higher higher [Verse 2] Rock rock on, rhythm, blues and soul Get off the dancefloor, baby lose control I'm like what you s**ers can say to me? Throw your hands in the air if you f** for free And girls put your hands up if you take money And guys yell "hoes you ain't getting sh** from me" Bombama, co*k 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 f** with me Who we? We the D-I-double B Do your homework, let 'em learn your history Hypnotic, hot sh** robotic, pop rock, dirty dance erotic Get, get retarded [Hook] [Verse 3] 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 a** 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 [Hook]