Shake Your Rump Chords by Beastie Boys

_ _ _ _ No, I don't rock the high squat, he has a drop of a hat
I see the body now, salute him up back
A lot of people, they be soldiers, if they hear me rock the mic
They be staring at the radio, staying up all night
[Ab] I feel like a pure, I got a boogie, [Bb] shit man
In front of my neck, you'll go, do me for a [Abm] damn dime
I like that the money got me jumping on the floor
My [Bb] man MCA's got a [Ab] beard like a billy goat What? _
_ MCA, get some dog, protein and the ride
[D] And I'll be busting routine in my ass [N] all night
I'm eating burgers and chicken and you be picking your notes man
I'm all time homie, that's how it goes
You heard of my style, I think you missed the point
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Yeah, put your bats up, running quick What's up?
Put your bad breath on your [E] neck
Well, I'm like me in [Gb] a bathroom today
Chilling in the beach, down in Club Med
Making [B] other records with the people [N] they want more of
And suckers, they be saying they can take out Adam Horovitz Hurricane
You got clubs, other DJ's, [Ab] put your head out
I'm up on the string, my baby saying we're fine
Let's do more things, I'm in, oh, mama ran
And some of my friends don't tell me why my name's not in the mix
But I rock well, the better you go, than the number one [N] single
Got more rhymes than Jamaica, I make those links
That's my name, I'm a stone fly Europa
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[Ab] _ _ [Gb] Europa
[E] Just like _ _ English
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_ [N] _ _ _ Never been drunk, cause I'm the most wackiest
Never been drunk, cause I'm known the most wackiest
We got big teeth, but I got no teeth
And if they don't believe us, just say, what's the deal with me?
I'm like Sam's the butcher, I bring it in for me
And like Red _ Bull Pete
Should I have enough shit?
Nah, I spit it
And bust with the whip
Rubber dog kookies all around the neck
_ The mold attack
Running from the law, the press and the parents
Is your name Michael Diamond?
Nah, mine's Clavin
I'm downtown Manhattan From Philly
My style's wild, and you know that it's silly
This old bag slipping, and you're doing the fuck Say Europa
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