Lyrics

Records... Mixer... Turntables... Speakers Seven days a week, he's on call To get the party people up off the wall You'll fell motivated as he operates 'Cause' party energy is what he generates He'll prescribe for you, his potent elixir Two turntables, speakers, and a mixer He'll rock your party wherever you be. Calling Dr. Dre to surgery L.A. is the place for you to be To witness Dr. Dre in surgery He has a Ph. D in mixology to cut on the wheels so viciously. Boom boom... Boom boom... Boom boom boom boom boom boom Come here freak, closer and see. Dr. Dre operate in surgery Dr. Dre Dr. Dre Dre Dre, Dr. Dre Bop... Bop bop bop... Bop... Bop bop bop. Bop. Bop. Bo-bop bop bop... Uh... Ahh Records... Mixer... Turntables... Speakers Dr. Dre Yo Dr. Dre What, what, what, what is it? Dr. Dre Yo Dr. Dre Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Man the freaks, man, man, man the freaks ain't freaky Man, man, man the freaks ain't freaky Man the freaks ain't freaky Man the freaks ain't freaky Man the freaks ain't freaky Dre talk Now that control is back you see It's time for the remix of surgery So get on down at this time don't be late To witness Dr. Dre as he operates. Check it out! I'm Dr. Dre, gorgeous hunk of a man Doing tricks on the mix that no others can The nurses say I'm cute, they say I'm fine But you betta beware 'cause' I'll blow your mind I'll take you to my car I'll take you to my home Ans up and down your body my finger will roam The nurses say that I'm nasty they say that I'm mean But when you come to my pad your guaranteed to scream Ahahahaha!
Writer(s): Alonzo Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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