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Dr. Dre - Ring Ding Dong Lyrics

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TitleRing Ding Dong
ArtistDr. Dre
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Song lyrics
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 (thats right) 
and work your body down (yeah) 
no time to fuck around (cuz we gon) 

fuck you ride on up 
so get up and 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 anotha meal 
but 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 im 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 mic gets smoked 
once you hear the beat kid 
with grooves so funky the come with a speed stick 
so check the flava that i'm bringin' 
the mother fuckin' D-R-E 
a keep their mother fuckin' 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 i check now im fend to to end to 
to take of this business i need to 
attend to cuz my rents due 
this rap shits my meal ticket 
so you goddamn right i'm gone kick it 
or get evicted i bring terror like stephen king 
a black casanova runnin niggas over like pristine 
when i rock the spot put the flava i got 
i get plenty of ass call me a nass-tronaut 
as i blast passed 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 mic and flip my tongue like a dike 
i got rhymes to keep you enchanted 
produce a smokescreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slanted 
so check the flava that im bringin 
the motha funkin D-R-E 
a keep their mother fuckin heads ringin' 

ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong 
keep their heads ringin' 
ring ding dong ring a ding ding ding dong 

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 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-glo 
many try to but just cant ride wit 
im six feet 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 
check the flava that im bringin 
the motha funkin D-R-E 
a keep their mother fuckin heads ringin' 

ring ding dong (yeah) ring a ding ding ding dong 
I keep their mother fuckin heads ringin' 
ring ding dong (yeah uh) ring a ding ding ding dong 
I keep their heads ringin 
ring ding dong (get it get it) ring a ding ding ding dong 
I keep their heads ringin 
ring ding dong (ha ha yeah) ring a ding ding ding dong 

Yeah death row back up in that ass 
Fo the 1 9 9 to the nickel 
So all you motha fuckas out there tryin' to pick up this 
Don't even try it 
You couldn't see us with binoculars 
Can you dig it, ha ha ha 
Yeah uh 
I know your bobbin your head 
Cause I can see ya 
Uh, I know your bobbin your head 
Cause I can see ya 
You can't see me, ha ha ha 
Death row, let me know your in tha house 
Beotch 

That's right 
We out
lyrics submitted by ~LeXi~
lyrics corrected by Slicon on 26-11-2004




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