Reputation Rumba

It’s busy at tha deli, So get ya-self in line an take a numba. Got a special on baloney. We’re gonna dance tha reputation rumba. No matta its location, A house is only ca-pentry and lumba. You can neva be a homey Unless ya do tha reputation rumba. Tha butta betta be thea, Rega-dless o tha pressa ya been unda. Once tha lobsta’s on tha boila, It’s time to do tha reputation rumba. Tha masta’s on a benda; That menace in his pocket’s no cucumba. Betta shake ya salt and peppa, He means to dance tha reputation rumba. Miss Scarlett come a callin’ With demons gonna haunt you while you slumba. Left a baby on ya da-step. That’s how ya do tha reputation rumba. And since ya daddy took a powda, Ya can hea the sound o’ gossip loud as thunda. It’s as clea as oysta chowda, That dance step’s called tha reputation rumba.