[Verse 1:] 
I do what I do like I do it for TV 
I guess what I'm doin' I'm doin' to keep the... 
Shoes on my feet sweeter than sweet peas 
So you sucker MC's really can't out-step me 
I grab 'em like I rock 'em from 9-5 
Self employed, kickin' [? ] is my hobby and job 
Easy rock be's with bass, ladies callin me Rob 
Bass, bass, bass, bass 
I'm on my '88 shit 
Cuban link chains and Gezel frame lens 
Guess Jeans, stone-washed 
Rockin' top 10 beats 
Flickin' on my fit 
I got my foot lookin like a '88 draft pick 
Is that sick? It gets sicker than the flu 
And sir, you came to pretend I'm [? ] 
Attain you a class on how to be cool 
And in fact, I'm the superintendent of the school 
Uh, yeah and I'm back on my job 
I press and twist knobs 
Just to make your head nod 
All you wack rappers need to keep your day job 
And my work here is done, I'm a take the day off 
[Chorus:] 
Do the smurf, Do the wop, Baseball bat 
Rooftop, like I'm bringin '88 back 
Do the smurf, Do the wop, Baseball bat 
Rooftop, like I'm bringin '88 back 
(Smurf it, Wop it, at the bus stop and) 
(Break it, Bop it, Niggas beat-boxin) 
Do the smurf, Do the wop, Baseball bat 
Rooftop, like I'm bringin '88 back 
(Smurf it, Wop it, at the bus stop and) 
(Break it, Bop it, Niggas beat-boxin) 
Do the smurf, Do the wop, Baseball bat 
Rooftop, like I'm bringin '88 back 
[Verse 2:] 
We know who this be, it's me, no secrets 
Stuck to the beat and glued to the sequence 
Igloos [? ] than we is 
You can catch us walkin on the weekend 
While you awkwardly breathin 
From all the second hand smoke 
Nigga, you a square 
Lit you at the tip, blow it in the air 
We don't play fair 
And that's a fact 
Separate the people from the squares 
Like a nicotine patch 
Lookie here, quite honestly (that just made no sense) 
You're gonna have to pardon me 
I'm a modern day fly machine 
Yes sir, that's absurd 
But the best word to describe would be "ah" 
Piffed, mad as me 
Which hand is free? 
Shake the one that is and I gotta handle my biz 
Until I got the achin ribs 
Salute to all them scally-wags and fresh kids, yes 
[Chorus] 
[Verse 3:] 
We can dance if you wanna (80s thing, idk where he got that line from) 
We can leave your friends behind 
Cause if your friends don't dance 
And if they don't dance 
Then they ain't no friends of mine 
Yo, it just hit me 
I'm the fresh prince 
And that means I'm Will (as in WIll Smith from Fresh Prince of Bel-Air) 
And I chill with the chicks 
In the week on the real 
It might feel like a kick in the back 
From gorillas, but chill that's the skill that I pack (sounds weird but that what he said, improvement from [? ]) 
Yes son, you need to rock while I do the wop 
Old schoolers bop cooler while we movin through the spot 
Dancin through the roof '88 frames on Adidas track suit 
Ask who? Be quiet when the game's on (relates to the next line about championships) 
Cause I'm in champion ship 
And I going through time in my championship 
We cannot fall 
So I'm leaving you with these 3 words 
Yes, yes ya'll 
[Chorus:] 
Do the smurf, Do the wop, Baseball bat 
Rooftop, like I'm bringin '88 back 
Do the smurf, Do the wop, Baseball bat 
Rooftop, like I'm bringin '88 back 
(Smurf it, Wop it, at the bus stop and) 
(Break it, Bop it, Niggas beat-boxin) 
Do the smurf, Do the wop, Baseball bat 
Rooftop, like I'm bringin '88 back 
(Smurf it, Wop it, at the bus stop and) 
(Break it, Bop it, Niggas beat-boxin) 
Do the smurf, Do the wop, Baseball bat 
Rooftop, like I'm bringin '88 back 
Smurf it, Wop it, at the bus stop and 
Break it, Bop it, Niggas beat-boxin 
Smurf it, Wop it, at the bus stop and 
Break it, Bop it, Niggas beat-boxin