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and brothers danced they,
They began to sing

We wanna tango all night, that was what they said.
And when they all showed up, I knew we've been misled.

We
a part of these niggas
Ay, it was RGF, either win or lose but still sharkin' these niggas
Ay, bet she bark on these niggas
Ay, I pull up parkin' these
that cosmic funk
It's all about that money man
Hey Doobie, where you at?

[SonDoobie]
Hey, yo, what's that sound
Who freaks the funk, while Son
Doo y'all, a Scooby doobie Doo y'all

Six rollin' up and now he's really baffled
Brother's thinkin' "Damn I never got this gaffled" (To' up)
Beat
Doo y'all, a Scooby doobie Doo y'all

Six rollin' up and now he's really baffled
Brother's thinkin' "Damn I never got this gaffled" (To' up)
Beat
chameleon, comedian, Corinthian and caricature
Shooting up pie in the sky
Bewlay brothers
In the feeble, in the bad
Bewlay brothers

In the blessed and cold
In
Like me shaggin', me shack,
Set up your brother cause you tell us nigga,
Heat back, uh, like, you never love for never
And cops watch every step, 6
one by one

Troubles fade into the distance
The Doobie Brothers on the radio
Maura reads the weather for ya
Says, "New York City got another three
niggas wasn't playin' they got straight to the point
Shot up his mothers house col' smoked the joint
All he left was two brothers by the last name Doobie
blunts and
Congo drumming, counting stacks by the hundreds
Doobie's coming, so don't act stubborn
Girls by the dozen get the toast uncut

Senorita,
brother's pants
What'd you expect from a girl in britches

Yo-di-o-di-o-i-ay, It's none of my misfortune
Yo-di-o-di-o-di-ay, Just thought you'd like
Call it puppy love, Curtis and Tisha in the tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G

She was pregenant by me once, glad she didn't have it
'Cause I be paying child
damn, oh, that's you
But by The Black Album I was blacking out
Party at S.O.B's and we had packed the crowd
Big brother got his show up in Madison
in that old back room
He'd bop his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by the 'Black Album', I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B's and we had
made that you-turn
The doobie got rolled up, the homies had showed up 
'Cause we made a left and saw the liquor store hold up
Stopped at the light,
Okay now they say home is where the hate is
Pulling up, "Hi, haters!"
I know, I’ve been on a hiatus
Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by
Ha! Yo!
Man hol' up (Ayyy!)
My car went from ice cream paint to fruit roll up. (Yaa!)
They hatin' on me, So what!? (So what!)
The game I'm 'bout
child

	(Funky child) (Funky funky style)  (Scratched by Lord Jazz 6x)

[Doitall]
Well um, back up baby, here come the schooler
We're hit when we dry
looked around, and I couldn't believe this
I swear, I stared, my niece my witness
The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda, uh
Wicked, wicked
one
The D-Day for Dupree and yes I'm funk-ay
I got you bobbing to the funky style
K-Def let 'em know here comes the funky child

Yeah, born in
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you
Sure the thought can occur to you
My next album
more drugs
Not to mention if you test them they be four guns

I need funds with some versatile out of order
Now I'm posted up by the Eddie Bauer
gets the grits? (Say what?) Bust it 
I can tell another bout real grits getters 
Gettin grits y'all (Say what?) Bust it, let a 
Brother tell another

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