Shake Your Rump
Beastie Boys Song Lyrics

Now I rock a house party at the drop of a hatI beat a biter down with an aluminum bata lot of people they be Jonesin' just to hear me rock the micthey'll be staring at the radiostaying up all nightso like a pimp I'm pimpin'I got a boat to eat shrimp inNothing wrong with my leg just B-boy limpin'Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for jumping on a floatMy man MCA's got a beard like a billy goatoowah oowah is my disco callMCA hu-huh I'm gettin' rope y'allRoutines I bust rhymes I writeAnd I'll be busting routines and rhymes all nightLike eating burgers or chicken or you'll be picking your noseI'm on time homie that's how it goesYou heard my style I think you missed the pointit's the jointMike D Yeah?with your bad self running thingsWhat's up with your bad breath onion ringsWell I'm Mike D and I'm back from the deadChillin' at the beaches down at Club MedMake another record 'cause the people they want more of thisSuckers they be saying they can take out Adam HorovitzHurricane you got cloutOther DJ's he'll take your head outA puppet on a string I'm paid to sing or rhymeOr do my thing I'mIn a lava lamp inside my brain hotelI might be peakin' or freakin' but I rock wellThe Patty Duke the wrench and then I bust the tangoGot more rhymes than Jamaica got Mango KangolsI got the peg leg at the end of my stumpShake your rumpFull Clout y'allFull Clout y'allAnd when the mic is in my mouth I turn it out y'allFull CloutNever been dumped 'cause I'm the most mackinestNever been jumped 'cause I'm known the most packinestYeah we've got beef chiefWe're knocking out teeth chiefAnd if you don't believe us you should question your belief KeithLike Sam the butcher bringing Alice the meatLike Fred Flintstone driving around with bald feetShould I have another sip no skip itIn the back of the ride and bust with the whippetRope a dope dookies all around the neckWhoo ha got them all in checkRunning from the law the press and the parentsIs your name Michael Diamond?No mine's ClarenceFrom downtown Manhattan the villageMy style is wild and you know that it still isDisco bag schlepping and you're doing the bumpShake your rump