Bob Your Head Run–DMC

[Intro: DMC]
Bob your head.. (2X)

As we bop on..
To the break of dawn..
The non-stop hip-hop bop..
Takes you on down..
To the last, STOP!! "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
So won't ya bob your head.. "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."
B-b-ba bob your head.. "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."

[Verse 1: Run]
A freak I find the kind to wine and dine
I freak a blind date, and your fate is to wait in line
At the party.. tryin to get a hottie
Cool T and Roddy, D.M.C. and Scottie
Big Kev and Marty, Hurricane and Arty
Phil, Doug, and Naughty - damn, a big party
So I grab the mic, I like, recite, the hype
And type, and write, with my..
Freak it 'fore the niggy night is done
For Ricky-Run to get dumb and then some
So while you're here, it's clear to every per-son
Ah that you need to bob get involved
And weave with ease and please the steez with G's
Now, just to be at ease
Cause this is it, legit, a hit, I throw a fit
Not slackin or lackin a bit, nah that ain't it
So just a bob ya head, like I said, the fresh it
So just a bob ya head.. "ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin.."