Rudebox

Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your-

Ok then, back to basics
Grab your shell toes and your fat laces
A little hand clap for some funk faces
And make your body move in the following places
Goes up your back and then down your spine
And when it hits your head

Ok then, back to bass-heads
Dance like you just won at the Special Olympics
They got the rudebox off the back of a spaceship
So sick, I just had to take it
The R-U-D-E-B-O-X
Up your jacksie, split your kecks

Sing a song of semtex
Pocket full of Durex (Durex)
Body full of Mandrax
Are we gonna have sex (yes)
Do you wear your knee socks (oh)
Back to the rudebox

Got this double fantasy where we just never stop
I've got one design and that's to funk you to the top
Know what's on my mind, it's only one thing you will find
I got one design and that's to bump you 'til you drop

Rudebox
(Do the rudebox)
('Cause you so nasty)
Rudebox
(Shake your rudebox)
(Why you so nasty?)

Rudebox
(Do the rudebox)
('Cause you so nasty)
Rudebox
(Shake your rudebox)
(Why you so nasty?)

Ok then, back to spaceship
Take both pills, fuck the Matrix
Jack those Jills, shake your Playtex
Rock three stripes, not the Asics
A-D-I-D-A-S old school, 'cause it's the best (yes)
TK Maxx cost less (yes)
Jackson looks a mess (bless)

Ok then, what to do
If you try to jack me, I'll rudebox you
If you rudebox me, I'll rudebox your whole crew
'Cause it's what I do
Ain't that right, boo? (True)

I'll ride with you, If you can get me to the border
'Cause the sheriff's after me for what I did to his daughter
I did it like this (you did it like that)
I love it when you double clap, clap

Got this double fantasy where we just never stop
I got one design and that's to funk you to the top
Know what's on my mind, it's only one thing you will find
I got one design and that's to bump you 'til you drop

Rudebox
(Do the rudebox)
('Cause you so nasty)
Rudebox
(Shake your rudebox)
(Why you so nasty?)

Rudebox
(Do the rudebox)
('Cause you so nasty)
Rudebox
(Shake your rudebox)
(Why you so nasty?)

Ok then, check the tan line
Make your body shape like you're stood on a landmark
Call me on my mobile not the landline
And jack the mainline at the same time

Ok, this is what we do
Got a jam so fresh, it's nice for you
Ok, give me what you got
And dial 808, for the bass to drop

Ok then, what's the fracas
Grab your cardy and lead hat and the bus pass
You don't sweat much for a fat lass
Grab your rudebox
'Cause your box is righteous

Ok bum, rush the show
I got high speed dubbing on my stereo
And all the tunes in the box are the cheerio
I know I told you before, did you hear me, though? (Did you hear me, though?)

Got this double fantasy where we just never stop
I got one design and that's to funk you to the top
Know what's on my mind, it's only one thing you will find
I got one design and that's to bump you 'til you drop

Rudebox
(Do the rudebox)
('Cause you so nasty)
Rudebox
(Shake your rudebox)
(Why you so nasty?)

Rudebox
(Do the rudebox)
('Cause you so nasty)
Rudebox
(Shake your rudebox)
(Why you so nasty?)

Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox
Do the rudebox, shake your rudebox



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Peter Williams, Bill O. Laswell, Daniel Spencer Mould, Kelvin Andrew Mould, Robbie Shakespeare, Sly Dunbar, William Earl Collins, Edmund Carl Jr. Aiken
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