B-Real - Wopbabalubop lyrics

[B-Real] 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 know no fear When I hit you with the baseball bat in the eye Its 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 Mocha, chocolate the number 1 toke up Play your punk a** 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 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 cronic well ain't that ironic Thats why they call us the Doobies(Scooby-Doobies) Cause we give the p**no flicks to do us a floosey Drop the panties and give up the booty I think I'll pa**, she's got the cooties 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 [Son Doobie] I generate power, devower cowards in an hour Whos 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 watcha 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 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 boom