Apache (Jump On It)
Ho ho ho
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Apache, jump on it, jump on it
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
I'm Big Bank, I am the Chief
I got a lot of raps but I'll be real
I never need a horse I like to chill
So I drive up in my new Seville
My tribe went down in the hall of fame
'Cause I'm the one who shot Jesse James
Pound for pound, I will never break down
Big Bank, no sir I don't mess around
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Apache, jump on it, jump on it
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
Like Kemosabe, of course it's me
I'm better known as the Master Gee
A firing squad, sensed the danger
When they're stung by the rapping ranger
Had a little talk with my medicine man
He said, get them squaws, fast as you can
To all you girls, that wanna join my tribe
Just move to my rhythm, and feel my vibe
Put up a fuss, in the end you'll agree
When you come inside, my tee-pee
As I said before, you could sense the danger
When you're stung by the rapping ranger
When Silver and I, take a route
All you suckers better step aside
I sting squaws, then I run away
Hi-yo Silver, is what I say
Hit it, gang
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Apache, jump on it, jump on it
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
A pow-wow, just rock it out
Finger poppin' to the break of dawn
Keep it rockin' like the stuff that we call maize
What's that, hot buttered popcorn
You just hippa-hoppa-dippa-boppa bang the boogie
Woogie betcha wanna boogie again
And you can put me to the test at your request
I rock you out of your mocassin
Kemosabe got down, took off his mask
He kicked off his shoes and did the Monster Mash
Tommy came along, saw what was happenin
His head began to boppin' his foot start to clappin'
Go slam, dunk, do the jerk
And with the mic is how my smoke signals work
They were jammin' off a record that said it best
Now what you hear is not a test
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Apache, jump on it, jump on it
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Apache, jump on it, jump on it
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
I'm Big Bank, I am the Chief
I got a lot of raps but I'll be real
I never need a horse I like to chill
So I drive up in my new Seville
My tribe went down in the hall of fame
'Cause I'm the one who shot Jesse James
Pound for pound, I will never break down
Big Bank, no sir I don't mess around
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Apache, jump on it, jump on it
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
Like Kemosabe, of course it's me
I'm better known as the Master Gee
A firing squad, sensed the danger
When they're stung by the rapping ranger
Had a little talk with my medicine man
He said, get them squaws, fast as you can
To all you girls, that wanna join my tribe
Just move to my rhythm, and feel my vibe
Put up a fuss, in the end you'll agree
When you come inside, my tee-pee
As I said before, you could sense the danger
When you're stung by the rapping ranger
When Silver and I, take a route
All you suckers better step aside
I sting squaws, then I run away
Hi-yo Silver, is what I say
Hit it, gang
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Apache, jump on it, jump on it
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
A pow-wow, just rock it out
Finger poppin' to the break of dawn
Keep it rockin' like the stuff that we call maize
What's that, hot buttered popcorn
You just hippa-hoppa-dippa-boppa bang the boogie
Woogie betcha wanna boogie again
And you can put me to the test at your request
I rock you out of your mocassin
Kemosabe got down, took off his mask
He kicked off his shoes and did the Monster Mash
Tommy came along, saw what was happenin
His head began to boppin' his foot start to clappin'
Go slam, dunk, do the jerk
And with the mic is how my smoke signals work
They were jammin' off a record that said it best
Now what you hear is not a test
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
A-hunga-hunga-hunga-hunga
Tonto, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Kemosabe, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Custer, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
Apache, jump on it, jump on it
Credits
Writer(s): Jerry Lordan
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Someone Like You (The Remixes)
- Rapper's Delight (The TKC Old School Future Remix)
- The 4sm Mixes
- Rhythm & Rhymes - The Definitve Collection
- The Sugarhill Gang - 30th Anniversary Edition (Expanded Version)
- Rhythm & Rhymes - The Definitve Collection
- Lala Song (Remixes)
- Apache / Rapper's Delight [Digital 45]
- Livin' In the Fast Lane
- Lala Song
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