[Intro]
One more time please boys
[Verse One]
One, two, buckle my shoe
Bust a back flip
With a mad clip then blast my Doobie slap stick
I'm slapping, smacking you, bust your last b**h
Understand this rap that's when you see me stabbing
I'll match it, rapping, .357 packing
I'm snatching, stacking, yo catch the closed caption
Acting, reacting, I never get distracted
Practice at this black makes me want to blast it
I'll crack it, snapping, ecstatic flabbergasted
The underhanded, mic addict, blast fanatic
I'm thrashing, slash ya, slash yo every wack b**h
Sporadic fire, damage that, which is active
I'll track it, plan it, so they can catch a fat lip
My transcript expands feel my gat, dirty habit
People panic, when they see, Doobie smash it
(Don't do it Doobie don't do it. Hahaha!)
[Hook]
Is you with that?
Party people let me get that
Hit that, the club's about to jump, people get back
Is you with that?
Party people let me get that
Then I spit that, my double pump shot's kick back
Is you with that?
Party people let me get that
Hit that, the club's about to jump, people get back
Is you with that?
Party people let me get that
Knick knack patty wack I'm drunk off a six pack
[Verse Two]
Yo Son Doobie with the flip of sensei
You're down with clown called Funk Doobie
If you wanna join the crew then you must see me
You can't sound like Nelly or Master P
Because them motherf**ers be rhyming like they gay
And picking up the mic and then don't know what to say
You love to hear the story again and again
Of how it all got started way back when
Bust it, the monu-men was right in your face
From B.K.N.Y. to k**a Cali L.A
[Hook]
[Verse Three]
I'm flipping, ripping, diamond chipping, split it
Fo' fifth it, clip it, double dipping, b**hes
Like Snake Plissken, Riddick Bowe or Sunny Liston
I'll strip him, whip it, stupid b**h, let me stick it
Kicking triple six and Doobie's ill prolific
I'll k** it, hit it, slip a knife, Son the sickest
I'll lick it different, wicked, feel horrific
Inflicted, sadistic cut, yo keep the distance
Out with yo' kinship, I'm out with yo' mistress
I'll mix it, fix it, break your face, punk what is this?
Like Rod Strickland I'm persistent, blood I trip in
From my sipping, ice pick in a quick minute
A stab to your lip, buck down your Honda Civic
I'll spit it, no limit, in F6 exquisite
Resistant, hip to the fact that I'm autistic
Psycho, retarded, metal, son is spliffed
[Hook]