A Cool Nerd

Natalie wants to know how to be a cool nerd. I’ve SO got this down. Give me a sec.  Ahem. i said a hip hop the hippie the hippie to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop the rock it to the bang bang boogie, say up jumped the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat now what you hear is not a test–i’m rappin to the beat and me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet see i am wonder mike and i like to say hello to the black, to the white, the red, and the brown, the purple and yellow but first i gotta bang bang the boogie to the boogie say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie let’s rock, you dont stop rock the riddle that will make your body rock well so far you’ve heard my voice but i brought two friends along and next on the mike is my man hank come on, hank, sing that song You’re welcome.

15 thoughts on “A Cool Nerd”

  1. Oh. I thought you were gonna say that…

    One day when I was chillin’ in Kentucky Fried Chicken
    Just mindin’ my business, eatin’ food and finger lickin’
    This dude walked in lookin’ strange and kind of funny
    Went up to the front with a menu and his money
    He didn’t walk straight, kind of side to side
    He asked this old lady, “Yo, yo, um…is this Kentucky Fried?”
    The lady said “Yeah”, smiled and he smiled back
    He gave a quarter and his order, small fries, Big Mac!
    You be illin’.

    Cause if you wanna be a “cool nerd”….you gotta be illin’.

    You crack me up!

  2. May I also add a personal experience?–>

    Now this is a story
    all about how my life
    got twisted upside down
    and i’d like to take a minute
    just sit or lay
    i’ll tell you how i became the prince
    of a town in PA.

    and… boom goes the dynamite.

  3. But of course if you want to be an extra cool nerd you need to be able to do the REM rap.

    That’s great it starts with an earthquake
    Birds and snakes and aeroplanes
    Lenny Bruce is not afraid
    Eye of a hurricane, listen to your self churn
    World serves it own needs
    Don’t misserve your own needs

    but don’t kid yourself I had to look them up.

  4. I like big butts and I can not lie
    You other brothers can’t deny
    That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
    And a round thing in your face
    You get sprung
    Wanna pull up tough
    Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed
    Deep in the jeans she’s wearing
    I’m hooked and I can’t stop staring
    Oh, baby I wanna get with ya
    And take your picture
    My homeboys tried to warn me
    But that butt you got
    Make Me so ******
    Ooh, rump of smooth skin
    You say you wanna get in my benz
    Well use me use me cuz you aint that average groupy

    I’ve seen them dancin’
    To hell with romancin’
    She’s Sweat,Wet, got it goin like a turbo vette

    I’m tired of magazines
    Saying flat butts are the thing
    Take the average black man and ask him that
    She gotta pack much back

    So Fellas (yeah) Fellas(yeah)
    Has your girlfriend got the butt (hell yeah)
    Well shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt
    Baby got back

    (LA face with Oakland booty)

    I like’em round and big
    And when I’m throwin a gig
    I just can’t help myself
    I’m actin like an animal
    Now here’s my scandal

    I wanna get you home
    And UH, double up UH UH
    I aint talkin bout playboy
    Cuz silicone parts were made for toys
    I wannem real thick and juicy
    So find that juicy double
    Mixalot’s in trouble
    Beggin for a piece of that bubble
    So I’m lookin’ at rock videos
    Knockin these bimbos walkin like ****
    You can have them bimbos
    I’ll keep my women like Flo Jo
    A word to the thick soul sistas
    I wanna get with ya
    I won’t cus or hit ya
    But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna —
    Til the break of dawn
    Baby Got it goin on
    Alot of pimps won’t like this song
    Cuz them punks lie to hit it and quit it
    But I’d rather stay and play
    Cuz I’m long and I’m strong
    And I’m down to get the friction on

    So ladies (yeah), Ladies (yeah)
    Do you wanna roll in my Mercedes (yeah)
    Then turn around
    Stick it out
    Even white boys got to shout
    Baby got back

    (LA face with the Oakland booty)

    Yeah baby
    When it comes to females
    Cosmo ain’t got nothin to do with my selection
    Only if she’s 5’3″

    So your girlfriend throws a Honda
    Playin workout tapes by Fonda
    But Fonda ain’t got a motor in the back of her Honda
    My anaconda don’t want none unless you’ve got buns hun
    You can do side bends or sit-ups, but please don’t lose that butt
    Some brothers wanna play that hard role
    And tell you that the butt ain’t gold
    So they toss it and leave it
    And I pull up quick to retrieve it
    So cosmo says you’re fat
    Well I ain’t down with that
    Cuz your waste is small and your curves are kickin
    And I’m thinkin bout stickin
    To the beanpole dames in the magazines
    You aint it miss thing
    Give me a sista I can’t resist her
    Red beans and rice did miss her
    Some knucklehead tried to dis
    Cuz his girls were on my list
    He had game but he chose to hit ’em
    And pulled up quick to get with ’em
    So ladies if the butt is round
    And you wanna triple X throw down
    Dial 1-900-MIXALOT and kick them nasty thoughts
    Baby got back
    Baby got back
    Little in tha middle but she got much back x4

    (thank you, thank you very much)

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