If I drop them dogs, a broke nose gets clubbed
Then I crack that jaw 'cause you know I get raw
I remember when I used to sit on the see saw
Now, I just shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, dog Ya better stand clear 'cause I show no fear
When I hit you with the baseball bat in the air
It's gonna be on when the sh** goes down
So, you better be ready clown I co*k that hammer then I pull that trigger
Better run quick 'cause I'll put the hole right in ya
Look what I gave ya, the ill behavior
Funkdoobiest got the 31 flavors Smoke a chocolate, the number 1 toke up
Play your punk a** like a hand in poker
Hearts, clovers, diamonds, shrooms
Wopbabalubop, balap, bam boom Who the funk do you think you are?
I got the funk blasting out your car
Now, what the funk are you gonna do?
I'll funk your a** up with my Funkdoobie crew Here comes the son, but not the ruler
It's the dooler, sippin' on the wine cooler
We hit the chronic, well ain't that ironic That's why they call us the Doobies
'Cause we give the p**no flicks to do us a floosy
Drop the panties and give up the booty
I think I'll pa**, she's got the coodies So, we get the funk on to find us a groupie
You tell the hope, they're ain't nottin' like a doobie
Groovy, as I funk up the room
Wopbabalubop, balap, bam boom I generate power, devour cowards in an hour
Who's got the funeral flowers?
I cut like a sickle, so f** a Don Rickles
I'm flavored like pickles, I k**ed for a nickel So, wat'cha telling me there ain't no Melanie
Just check out, check out, 'um check out my melody
Handle the vandal, caught in the scandal
Hands will lift when I sing soprano Flavors what I kick, I'm strong like a viking
Call me a psychic, but Mikey says he likes it
I pump the ill disco, I'm out like a missile
Who blow the whistle, I blast like a pistol Kapow boom, so give me some room
As I Wopbabalubop, balap, bam boom