(Ha Ha) 

Yeh, What up, this is Dr. Dre 

The party's goin' on (Ha) 

Thank God it's Friday 



Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad 

Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad 

Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad 

Bu-Bu-Bu-Bu-Boo-ya-cachad 



Keep their heads ringin' 



Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong 

Keep their heads ringin' 

Ring ding dong ring a 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 'cause we goin'



Funk you right on up 

So get up and get a move on 

And get your groove on 

It's the D-R-E, the spectacula' 

In a party, 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 

And listen to the beats I spill 

Keepin' it real

Enables me to make another mil

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 

So 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 mic gets smoked 

Once you hear the beat kick 

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 their motherfuckin' heads ringin' 



Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong 

kKeep their heads ringin' 

Ring ding dong ring a 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 I'm fend to got end to my men, too 

To take of this business I need to attend to 

'Cause 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, so call me an ass-tronaut 

As I blast pass another nigga's ass who thought he was strong 

But I smoke him like grass, just like Cheech and Chong 

When I flow niggas, know it's time to take a hike 

'Cause I grab the mike 

And flip my tongue like a dike 

I got rhymes to keep you enchanted 

Produce smokescreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slanted 

So check the flava that I'm bringin'

The mothafunkin' D-R-E 

I keep their motherfuckin' heads ringin' 



Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong 

Keep their heads ringin' 

Ring ding dong ring a 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 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 like a flat top 

Your rhymes 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 rock wit 

I'm six-one, two twenty-five of pure chocolate 

Your chances of jackin me are slim, G 

'Cause I rock from summer 'til Santa comes down the chimney 

Hoe hoe hoe and so as I continue to flow 

'Cause, yo, I'm just a fly Negro so 

Check the flava that I'm bringin'

The motha funkin D-R-E 

I keep their motherfuckin' heads ringin' 



Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong 

I keep their motherfuckin' heads ringin' 

Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong 



Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong 

I keep their heads ringin' 

Ring ding dong ring a ding ding dong