Wopbabbalubop Lyrics - Singles - Funkdoobiest

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 show no fear 

When I hit you with the baseball bat in the air 

It's gonna be on when the shit goes down 

So, you better be ready clown 

I cock 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 

Smoke a chocolate, the number 1 toke up 

Play your punk ass like a hand in poker 

Hearts, clovers, diamonds, shrooms 

Wopbabalubop, balap, bam boom 

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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 chronic, well ain't that ironic 

That's why they call us the Doobies 

'Cause we give the porno flicks to do us a floosy 

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 ain't nottin' like a doobie 

Groovy, as I funk up the room 

Wopbabalubop, balap, bam boom 

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I generate power, devour cowards in an hour 

Who's got the funeral flowers? 

I cut like a sickle, so fuck a Don Rickles 

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

So, wat'cha 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 psychic, 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