Wopbabalubop

(feat. B-Real)

[B-Real]

If I drop them dogs a broke nose gets clubed

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

Its gonna be on when the **** goes down

So you better be ready clown

I **** 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

Smoka chocolate the number 1 toke up

Play your punk ass like a hand in poker

Hearts, clovers, diamonds, shrooms

Wopbabalubop balap bam boom

[T-Funk]

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 ass 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 cronic well aint that ironic

Thats why they call us the Doobies

Cause we give the porno flicks to do us a floosey

Drop the panties and give up the booty

I think I'll pass, she's got the coodies

So we get the funk on to find us a groupie

You tell the hope, they're aint nottin like a doobie

Groovy, as I funk up the room

Wopbabalubop balap bam boom

[Son Doobie]

I generate power, devower cowards in an hour

Whos got the funeral flowers

I cut like a sickle, so **** a Don Rickles

I'm flavored like pickles, I killed for a nickel

So watcha telling me there aint 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 psycic, 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 boo