Fuck Wit Dre Day [And Everybody's Celebratin'] lyrics

[Intro]

Hah, yeah

Hell yeah

Hah, know what I'm saying?

Yeah

[Verse 1]

Mista Busta, where the fuck you at?

Can't scrap a lick, so I know you got your gat

Your dick on hard, from fuckin' your road dogs

The hoods you threw up with, niggas you grew up with

Don't even respect your ass

That's why it's time for the doctor to check your ass, nigga

Used to be my homie, used to be my ace

Now I wanna slap the taste out ya mouth

Make ya bow down to the Row

Fuckin' me, now I'm fuckin' you, little ho

Oh, don't think I forgot, let you slide

Let me ride, just another homicide

Yeah, it's me so I'ma talk on

Stomping on the Eazy-est streets that you can walk on

So strap on your Compton hat, your locs

And watch your back 'cause you might get smoked, loc

And pass the bud and stay low-key

B.G. 'cause you lost all your homie's love

Now call it what you want to

You fucked with me, now it's a must that I fuck with you

[Interlude]

Yeah, that's what the fuck I'm talkin' about

We have your mothafuckin' record company surrounded

Put down the candy and let the little boy go

You know what I'm sayin? Punk motherfucker

(We want Eazy! We want Eazy!)

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

Doggy Dogg's in the motherfuckin' house

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

Death Row's in the motherfuckin house

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

The sounds of a dog brings me to another day

Play with my bone, would ya Timmy?

It seems like you're good for making jokes about your jimmy

But here's a jimmy joke about your momma that you might not like

I heard she was the 'Frisco dyke

But fuck your mama, I'm talking about you and me

Toe to toe, Tim M-U-T

Your bark was loud but your bite wasn't vicious

And them rhymes you were kicking were quite bootylicious

You get with Doggy Dogg "oh is he crazy?"

With your mama and your daddy hollering "Baby!"

So won't they let you know

That if you fuck with Dre, nigga you're fuckin' wit Death Row

And I ain't even slanging them thangs

I'm hollering 187 with my dick in your mouth, beyotch

[Interlude: RBX]

Yeah nigga, Compton and Long Beach together on this motherfucker

So you wanna pop that shit, get your motherfuckin cranium cracked nigga

Step on up

Now, we ain't no motherfuckin joke so remember the name

Mighty, mighty D-R

Yeah, motherfucker

[Verse 3: Dr. Dre + Snoop Dogg]

Now understand this: my nigga Dre can't be touched

Luke's bending over so Luke's getting fucked, buster

Must've thought I was sleazy

Or thought I was a mark 'cause I used to hang with Eazy

Animosity made you speak what you spoke

Ayo Dre

Whattup?

Check this nigga off, loc

If it ain't another ho that I gots to fuck with

Gap teeth in your mouth so my dick's gots to fit

With my nuts on your tonsils

While you're onstage rapping at your wack-ass concert

And I'ma snatch your ass from the backside

To show you how Death Row pull off that who-ride

Now you might not understand me

'Cause I'ma rob you in Compton and blast you in Miami

Then we gonna creep to South Central

On a street knowledge mission as I steps in the temple

Spot him, got him, as I pulls out my strap

Got my chrome to the side of his White Sox hat

You trying to check my homie, you better check yourself

'Cause when you diss Dre you diss yourself, motherfucker

Yeah, nigga

[Outro: Snoop Dogg]

Yeah, nine-deuce

Dr. Dre, dropping chronic once again

It don't stop: punishing punk motherfuckers real quick like

Compton style, nigga

Doggy Dogg's in the motherfuckin' house

Long Beach in the motherfuckin' house

Yeah, yeah, straight up, really tho

Breaking all them suckas off something real proper like

You know what I'm sayin?

All them sucka ass niggas can eat a fat dick

Yeah, Eazy-E, Eazy-E, Eazy-E can eat a big fat dick

Tim Dog can eat a big fat dick

Luke can eat a fat dick

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...

• Artist:Dr. Dre
• Album:The Chronic