Artist: Dr. Dre f/ Mel-Man
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Intro:
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Yes yes y'all, ooh funk....
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Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all
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From the ol schizzy with the yes yizzy y'all
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Ooh in come funk
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Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all
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From the ol schizzy it's the yes yizzy y'all
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Ooh notes come wrong
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Verse 1:
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Dre is chillin, Ruff is chillin
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What more can I say? (Let's make a million)
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M-E-L-Man, niggas call me Most
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I be rockin on the East and the West Coast
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Your mail go back like Emmitt Smith's hairline
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With Jordache devils and Calvin Kleins
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This shit be on my mind like O'Donnells interceptions
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How would I look with Mike's complexion
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Eat me, freak me, take your hand and leave me
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All I wanna say is "I don't really give a fuck"
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cos Most he be mega
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Copped the Play Station but still play the Sega
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and in the PJ's I DJ and blow amps
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Bad as *?shrimp stampy?* with the food stamps
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Huh, I'm not a stranger to danger
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On the streets I be known as the jaw rearranger
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Heavy with the metal, Mel-Man rule
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White boys say it now "Cool, cool, cool!!!"
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I bring the fizzy that's the obvious
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I got a grip but the only clip I load be the floppy disk
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In the SP or the MPC 3G
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Ho's see me comin in 3-D
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I spread Lizzy with ten mates
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Hit the skins and I break out like an inmate
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Hey yo, that's how it is and that's how I want it
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This is my world and I'm shittin on it
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Chorus:
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(On the world) Shittin on it
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(On the world) Shittin on the world
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(Here me, yeah, shittin on the world)
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*repeat*
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Verse 2:
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I warm it up like humidity
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Mel, okay I'm here til infinity
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My shit be outta...space with the Ewok
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This is my planet but I never wear the Reebok
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When we rock to the beat of accapella
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Most reigns supreme, niggas grab your umbrellas
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It's time to bounce so where the player, mate?
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Jealous MC's still drinkin on that "Hator"rade
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Bitches flirtin with the giggles and chuckles
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You'll never get the jezzy bare, knuckle
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cos I get a tingle in the jimmy after three days in it
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Hold up! Back to the clinic
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Uhh, aah, poked your bitch in the eye
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then I step like Omega's hifi (AWROOF!)
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I walk the earth like Moses
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Any mackadocious, I grew up with no chips
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Shows I turn out
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I got dough but still call my hos on my burnout
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But can't phone long distance
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I'm a rich nigga still gettin public assistance
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Rockin shit on a task cam
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Got MC's talkin 'bout "I love you, man"
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But you can't get my last bud
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or my last dove outta beats we be makin
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Dre and M-E-L got the whole Earth quakin
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That's how it is and that's how I want it
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This is my world and I'm shittin on it
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Chorus x3
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Outro: (over chorus)
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Yes yes y'all, ooh funk...
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Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all
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From the ol schizzy with the yes yizzy y'all
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Ooh in come funk
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Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all
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Every three days and the El change ???
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Ooh, Most come funk
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Shittin' on the World
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Dr.Dre |