Keep Their Heads Ringin’

[Intro: Dr. Dre]

Yeah, what up, this is Dr. Dre

The party's goin' on

Thank God it's Friday

[Refrain: KRS-One]

(Buck buck buck buck booyakasha!)

[Chorus: Dr. Dre, Nanci Fletcher]

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 (uh, yeah) dong)

[Interlude: Nanci Fletcher & Dr. Dre]

Hey you! Sittin over there

Say what?

You better get up out of your chair

That's right

And work your body down

Yeah

No time to funk around, 'cause we gon'

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]

Funk you right on up

So get up, get a move on and get your groove on

It's the D-R-E the spectacular

In a party I go for your neck, so call me "Blacula"

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 another mill,

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 you what I'm worth

More than a stealth bomber, I cause drama

The enforcer, music floats like a flying saucer (yeah)

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 kick

With grooves so funky, they come with a Speed Stick (oh)

[Pre-Chorus: Dr. Dre]

So check the flavor that I'm bringin'

The motherfuckin' D-R-E ah keep they motherfuckin' heads ringin'

[Chorus: Dr. Dre, Nanci Fletcher]

(Ring ding dong (uh)

Ring-a-ding ding (yeah) ding dong)

Keep their heads ringin'

(Ring ding dong

Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)

[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]

1, 2 for the crew, 3, 4 for the dough

5 for the hoes (hoes!) 6, 7, 8 for Death Row

Mad niggas about to feel the full effect of intellect

So I can collect respect, plus a check

Now I fin' to get into my mental

Will take care of this business I need to attend to 'cause my rent's due

And this rap shit's my meal ticket

So you God damn right I'ma gonna kick it or get evicted

I bring terror like Stephen King

A black Casanova, running niggas over like Christine

When I rock the spot with the flavor I got

I get plenty of ass, so call me an ass-tronaut

As I blast past another nigga's ass that thought he was strong

But I smoke him like grass, just like Cheech and Chong

When I flow, niggas know it's time to take a hike

'Cause I grab the mic and flip my tongue like a dyke

I got rhymes to keep you enchanted

Produce a smokescreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slanted

[Pre-Chorus: Dr. Dre]

So check the flavor that I'm bringin'

The motherfuckin' D-R-E ah keep they motherfuckin' heads ringin'

[Chorus: Dr. Dre, Nanci Fletcher]

(Ring ding dong (yeahhh)

Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)

Keep their heads ringin'

(Ring ding dong

Ring-a-ding ding ding (ha ha) dong)

Yeah, c'mon

[Bridge: Nanci Fletcher, Dr. Dre]

If you want to get on down (uh, yeahhh)

You gotta get on down (c'mon, ha ha)

Just get on down (it's like that)

[Verse 3: Dr. Dre]

Debonair with flair, I scare wear and tear

Without a care, runnin’ shit as if I was a mayor

But I ain't no politician, no competition

Sending all opposition to see a mortician

I'm up front, never in the backdrop (yeah)

Step on stage and get faded just like a flat-top (oh)

Your rhyme sounds like you bought 'em at Stop 'n Go

Dre came to wax you so, just call me Mop and Glo

Many tried to, but just can't rock with

I'm 6'1", two, twenty-five of pure chocolate

Your chances of jacking me are slim, G

'Cause I rock from summer 'till Santa comes down the chimney

Ho ho ho, and so, as I continue to flow

'Cause yo, I'm just a fly negro, So

[Pre-Chorus: Dr. Dre]

Check the flavor that I'm bringin'

The motherfuckin' D-R-E ah keep they motherfuckin' heads ringin' (oh)

[Chorus: Dr. Dre, Nanci Fletcher]

(Ring ding dong (yeahhhh)

Ring-a-ding (uh) ding ding dong)

I keep their motherfuckin' heads ringin'

(Ring ding dong (yea, uh)

Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)

I keep their heads ringin'

(Ring ding dong (get it, get it)

Ring-a-ding ding (get it) ding dong)

I keep their heads ringin'!

(Ring ding dong (ha ha, yeahhhh)

Ring-a-ding ding ding (uh, c'mon) dong)

[Bridge: Nanci Fletcher, Dr. Dre]

If you want to get on down (yeah, Death Row back up in that ass, for the one nine nine to the nickel)

You gotta get on down (so all you motherfuckers out there tryna get with this)

Just get on down, ho ohhhh (don't even try it, couldn't see us with binoculars)

If you want to get on down (no diggity, ha ha)

You gotta get on down (yeah, uh, I know you're bobbin' your head)

Just get on down ('cause I could see, uh)

[Outro: Dr. Dre]

I know you're bobbin' your head

'Cause I could see ya

You can't see me, ha ha

Yeah

Death Row, let me know you in the house (Beyotch!)

Ha ha

Yeah, that's right, we out