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

Keep their heads ringin`

Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
Keep their heads ringin`
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 spectacula
Interparty I go for your neck so call me Blackula

As I drain a nigga`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 niggas run up and try to kill at will
But get popped like a pimple
So call me Clearasil
I wipe niggas off the face of the earth
Since birth I`ve been a bad nigga
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 nigga 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 motherfuckin` D-R-E
I keep they motherfuckin` heads ringin`

Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
Keep their heads ringin`
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 Im 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 niggas ass who thought he was strong
But I smoke him like grass just like Cheech and Chong
When I flow niggas know its 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 Im bringin
The mothafunkin D-R-E
A keep their motherfuckin` heads ringin`

Ring ding dong, ring a ding ding ding dong
Keep their heads ringin`
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 aint no politician, no competition
Sendin all opposition to see a mortician

Im 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 cant ride wit
Im 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, Im just a fly negro so
Check the flava that Im 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

(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 motherfuckers 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