[Intro:]
    Yeah, whattup, this is Dr. Dre
  The party's goin on
  Thank God it's Friday
    "Buck buck buck buck booyaka shan!" - KRS One" [repeat 4X]
    [Chorus:]
    Keep their headz ringin (ding ding dong ring-gading ding ding dong)
  [repeat 2X]
    [Verse One:]
    (Hey you, sittin over there) Say what?
  (You better get up out of your chair) That's right
  (And work your body down) Yeahhh...
  (No time to funk around, cause 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 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 don't complain
  Just chill, listen to the beats I spill
  Keepin it real, enables me to make another meal
  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 I'm worth
  More than a Stealth bomber, I cause drama
  The enforcer, music flows like a flying saucer
  Or a 747 jet, never forget
  I'm 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 I'm bringin
  The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringin
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Two:]
    One-two for the crew, three-fo' for the dough
  Five for the hoe, six-seven-eight for Death Row
  Mad niggaz about to feel the full effect of intellect
  So I can collect respect, plus a check
  Now I fin' to, get into to, my mental
  will 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 god damn right I'm gonna kick it, or get evicted
  I bring terror like Stephen King
  A black Casanova, runnin niggaz over like Christine
  When I rock the spot with the flavor I got
  I kick plenty of ass, so call me an astronaut
  As I blast past another nigga's ass that thought he was strong
  But I smoke him like grass, just like Cheech and Chong
  When I flow, niggaz know, it's time to take a hike
  Cause I grab the mic and flip my tongue like a dyke
  I got rhymes to keep you enchanted
  Produce a smokesscreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slanted
  So check the flavor that I'm bringin
  The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringin
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Three:]
    Debonairre 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
  Step on stage and get faded just like a flat top
  Your rhyme sounds like you bought em at Stop N Go
  Dre came to wax you so, just call me Mop N Glow
  Many tried to, but just can't rock with
  I'm 6-1, 225, a pure chocolate
  Your chances of jackin me are slim G
  Cause I rock from summer til Santa comes down the chimney
  Ho ho ho, and so, as I continue to flow
  Cause yo, I'm just a fly negro
  So, check the flavor that I'm bringin
  The motherfuckin D-R-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringin
    [Chorus]