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    "Ring Ding Dong" Lyrics

    Dr. Dre

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    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
    This song was last modified on November 26th, 2004.
    Thanks to ~LeXi~ and Slicon for the contribution to this song.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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       rapfanatic1 says:
      020-05-2005 00:40
       
      I Realli like this song. This song is so addictive and it has a realli great beat too it.