Buck buck buck buck booyaka shan
Buck buck buck buck booyaka shan
Buck buck buck buck booyaka shan
Buck buck buck buck booyaka shan
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong (Uh yeah)
Hey you sittin’ over there (say what?)
You better get up outta your chair (that's right)
And work your body down (yeah)
No time to funk around cuz we gon'
Funk, you, right on up
So get up, get a move on, and get your groove on
Its the D-R-E the spectacular
In a party I go for your neck so call me Blackula
As I drain a niggaz jugular vein
and maintain to leave blood stains so dont complain
Just chill, listen to the beats I spill
I use Crest, so aint no cavity creeps in my drill
Still, niggaz run up and try to kill at will
But get popped like a pimple, so call me Clearasil
I wipe niggaz off the face of the Earth since birth
I been a bad nigga, now let me tell you what Im worth
More than a Stealth bomber, I cause drama
The enforcer, music flows like a flying saucer
Or a 747 jet, never forget
Im that nigga that keeps the hoes panties wet
The mic gets smoked, once you hear the beat kick
With grooves so funky, they come with a Speed Stick
So check the flavor that Im bringin
The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringin
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
One two, for the crew
Three four, for the dough
Five, for the hoes
Six seven eight, for Death Row
Mad niggas 'bout to feel the full effect of intellect
So I can collect respect, plus a check
Now I’m fend to get into my men too
And take care of this business
I need to attend to, ‘cuz my rent's due
And this rap shit's my meal ticket
So you goddamn right I'ma kick it
Or get evicted
I bring terror like Stephen King
A black Casanova, runnin’ niggas over like Christine
When I rock the spot wit the flava I got
I get plenty of ass, call me an ass-tronaut
As I blast past another nigga’s ass who thought he was strong
But I smoke him like grass just like Cheech and Chong
When I flow niggas know it’s time to take a hike
‘Cuz I grab the mike and flip my tongue like a dike
I got rhymes to keep you enchanted
Produce a smokescreen with the funky green
And keep your eyes slanted
So check the flava that I’m bringin’
The mothafunkin’ D-R-E
A keep their motherfuckin' heads ringin'
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
Yeah, c'mon
If you want to get on down
You gotta get on down
Just get on down
Debonair with flair I scare wear and tear
Without a care, runnin’ shit as if I was a mayor
But I ain’t no politician, no competition
Sendin’ all opposition to see a mortician
I’m up front, never in the back drop
I step on stage and get faded like a flattop
Your rhyme sounds like you bought ‘em at Stop-n-go
Dre came to wax you, so just call me Mop-n-glo
Many try to, but just can’t ride wit
I’m six one, two twenty-five of pure chocolate
Your chances of jackin’ me are slim G
‘Cuz I rock from summer ‘til Santa comes down the chimney
Hoe hoe hoe and so as I continue to flow
‘Cuz yo, I’m just a fly negro so
Check the flava that I’m bringin’
The mothafuckin' D-R-E
A keep their motherfuckin' heads ringin'
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
I keep their motherfuckin heads ringin'
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
I keep their heads ringin'
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
I keep their heads ringin'
Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong