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