Yeah, what up? This is Dr. Dre The party's goin' on Thank God it's Friday 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 It's the D-R-E, the spectacula Interparty I go for your neck so call me Blackula As I drain a *****'s jugular vein And maintain to leave blood stains So don't complain, just chill Listen to the beats I spill Keepin' it real enables me to make another meal Still ****** run up and try to kill at will But get popped like a pimple So call me Clearasil I wipe ****** off the face of the earth Since birth I've been a bad ***** Now let me tell ya what I'm worth More than a stealth bomba I cause drama, the enforcer Music floats like a flying saucer Or a 747 jet, never forget I'm that ***** that keeps the hoes panties wet The mike gets smoked Once you hear the beat kicked With grooves so funky, they come with a Speed Stick So check the flava that I'm bringin' The **********in' D-R-E I keep they **********in' heads 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 ****** '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 ****'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' ****** over like Christine When I rock the spot wit the flava I got I kick plenty of ass, so call me an ass-tronaut As I blast past another *****'s ass who thought he was strong But I smoke him like grass just like Cheech and Chong When I flow ****** 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 **********in' 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' **** 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 motha****in' D-R-E A keep their **********in' heads ringin' Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong I keep their **********in 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 (Yeah, uhh, c'mon) If you, want to, get on down (Yeah, Death Row back up in that ass) You gotta get on down (For the one-nine-nine to the nickel) Just get on down (So all you ************s out there tryin' to get with this?) (Don't even try it) If you, want to, get on down (You couldn't see us with binoculars, can you dig it?) You gotta get on down (Yeah, uhh, I know you're bobbin' your head) Just get on down 'Cause I can see you Uhh, I know you're bobbin' your head 'Cause I can see you You can't see me, ha ha ha, yeah Death Row, let me know you in the house, biotch Ha ha, yeah, that's right, we out
Yeah, what up? This is Dr. Dre The party's goin' on Thank God it's Friday 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 It's the D-R-E, the spectacula Interparty I go for your neck so call me Blackula As I drain a *****'s jugular vein And maintain to leave blood stains So don't complain, just chill Listen to the beats I spill Keepin' it real enables me to make another meal Still ****** run up and try to kill at will But get popped like a pimple So call me Clearasil I wipe ****** off the face of the earth Since birth I've been a bad ***** Now let me tell ya what I'm worth More than a stealth bomba I cause drama, the enforcer Music floats like a flying saucer Or a 747 jet, never forget I'm that ***** that keeps the hoes panties wet The mike gets smoked Once you hear the beat kicked With grooves so funky, they come with a Speed Stick So check the flava that I'm bringin' The **********in' D-R-E I keep they **********in' heads 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 ****** '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 ****'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' ****** over like Christine When I rock the spot wit the flava I got I kick plenty of ass, so call me an ass-tronaut As I blast past another *****'s ass who thought he was strong But I smoke him like grass just like Cheech and Chong When I flow ****** 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 **********in' 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' **** 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 motha****in' D-R-E A keep their **********in' heads ringin' Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong I keep their **********in 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 (Yeah, uhh, c'mon) If you, want to, get on down (Yeah, Death Row back up in that ass) You gotta get on down (For the one-nine-nine to the nickel) Just get on down (So all you ************s out there tryin' to get with this?) (Don't even try it) If you, want to, get on down (You couldn't see us with binoculars, can you dig it?) You gotta get on down (Yeah, uhh, I know you're bobbin' your head) Just get on down 'Cause I can see you Uhh, I know you're bobbin' your head 'Cause I can see you You can't see me, ha ha ha, yeah Death Row, let me know you in the house, biotch Ha ha, yeah, that's right, we out
