Brothas Doobie

Yeah, Funkdoobie in the house...
1994, representing....keeping it real...one time

I step out the door, and left undisturbed
I made the beer run and saw them hookers on the curb
Them pimps got the curls, rollers fancy fur coats
Talking to the brothes in the alley, the word
The party's at 7, and girls are with their babies
The kids are playing handball and it's about 80
I rolled out with T-Funk, in the t-bird
Pump the t-bass, hell of course, then we made that you-turn
The doobie got rolled up, the homies had showed up
'Cause we made a left and saw the liquor store hold up
Stopped at the light, acting like nothing happened
We went about our way, brothers domino slapping
Pulled up on the side to see what girls were wearing
T popped the top and had all the hookers staring

Chorus
On the real, the real, what the deal
For my brothas who live and die on the corner
(Oh Yeah in background reapeated)
(4x)

Brothas shootin see-lo, try to meet expenses
Homies at the park tired, sleep on benches
Standing buy the payphone, make the call to Ralph Ms
(-Yo Ralph, what's up nigga?
-Yo what up dawg?
-What time you want to get up tonight?
-Around 10
-Word
-Yo what's all that noise in the back man?)
Homies getting loud right in front of my building
The street lights came on, a cool breeze feeling
For the nights what i need, my aura feels special
What's up to my neighbors, the day had settled
Brothers want to hustle on the corner, scheming
Then i ran back and got ready for that evening

Chorus

I'm at the party drunk and my homies look dusted
The music was blasting, look here, but what's this
I hear about a hooker who wants to get with T-Funk
The room was kinda hot, holusinate and see 1
See 2 girls by the hallway, all day
Staring at my grill, these females want to play
Girls dim the lights and dance 'til the morning
My crew was in the house, saw these hookers tip-toeing
To the back with the homies, you know the rest
It was late that night, after everyone had left
Some urled in the streets, others gave out their numbers
I then grabbed my coat, had the ride home covered
Leaving with this girl from my block that i took
I said peace to the homies, now i'm out to hit the hooker

Chorus

Oh Yeah(fades with song)

As sure as the sun rises in the east
It also sets in the west

Verse 1:
Our sons done it, the gods never fronted
whore nuns fuck a devil when the weight got hunted
my soul was swepping, my mind keep stepping
in the depths of hell yet I fell from the lesson
my soul leaves the body the situations nody
original invisible to the ones who are tardy
a class for the better, cause I be writing letters
setting shit straight one laugh at one shepard
her face turns purple and demons in the surb
I held my breathe and I left out the wound kinda fertile
from the east the light shines onto the west
a test for the gods cause that's just where they rest
a tune for serenity, fucking up the enemy
if anyone makes it then that's the way its ment to be
tryed her, the times of a fighter
cause I'll supply Phife then step out the side door

If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
rock on, rock on

Verse 2:
The gods keep praying, saviors ain't saving
nobodys soul yet the devil keeps playing
and kicked out the heavens I rest on the seven
west of 85 if your chest type are warring
now is the mystery one peace for victory
cause I know gods that will put you out your mysery
justice will lead em, deprived you of freedom
the beat broke the seal even though you don't need em
the beats and the Harlet, the land is a target
the truth will prevail but not many say far fetched
from 24 elders and half its 12, ruler
bitches mess with knowledge of sale

If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
rock on, rock on

Verse 3:
Lets see, it started with the serpent
messing with Eve cause she wasn't certain
nobodys got a temper, a spiritual dilemma
enter in the realm where the spirits in the center
fuck perpetrating, cause they'll murder Satan
see faith broke the seal while the world be waiting
he left it all to Jesus, I'm picking up the pieces
friends that's deceased can never read my thesis
don't be resurrected and times got so hectic
demons ain't elected while the money gets collected
the gods get theirs and the word is born
I mean the signs of the future is what they saw
and the four living castles, lifes got no hassles
its all real real just one big feascal
no soul held me hostage, angels kill the nonsense
bond is my word, but first do the knowledge

If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
rock on
If your soul loves the sun, Money rock on
rock on

Verse 1:
We used to go to school with this girl
she wore the fat truck earings and the diamonds and pearls
angel on the catfish straight "A" scholarship
smart career, had it all, all brains and I'll admit
with the face of a goddess, acting real modest
I mean her body was the hottest
around the way fine she was looking real decent
graduated soon, I aint seen her recent
till one night I rolled out pretty far
she was shaking her ass and getting loud at the bar
90 pounds heavy with the rolls on her belly
and her underarms smelly
what happened to my class queen?
I mean her breath was stinking, foul ho with the afro sheen
speed freak in a g-string dancing
teasing me, plus telling me I'm handsome
looked like she had faild to keep herself up
that's what they told me cause I had swelter

Que Sera Sera was ment to be, its gonna be
Que Sera Sera was ment to be, its gonna be

Verse 2:
We used to run around town in static cane
my crew was automatically down, drinking
hanging with the fellas on the corner
if full pulled up replied your a gonner
pay backs a bitch and you best watch your back
I laughed in his face he was grazed off tracks
he rolled out angry, homie look alert
fuck that we don't need no one hurt
off the trouble nine scents of manic deprescent
crack that adolescent tell one doubt not
I heard her shout bang out, right on the corner
where all my homies hang out
he killed the boy all unexpected
now he thinks his hood should respect him
no one should die cause of me
I scalped your bitch and ruptured her spline
me and my crew know where he stay at
fools been warned so here's your pay back

Que Sera Sera was ment to be, its gonna be
Que Sera Sera was ment to be, its gonna be

[Hello boys and girls, here we are in Romper Room school again
and Mr. Doobie is here!]

It's the officials adventures of..

[Verse One]
I caught Spider Man jerkin off in a booth
to a Wonder Woman comic, then that Bionic
Bitch fucked the Hulk a.k.a. Bruce Banner
Did I see Santa? No, it's the Green Lantern
Little Bo Peep cold fucked her sheep
Keep eatin that pussy, fuck Mother Goose-why
Best fuck a bitch Bullwinkle's kinda moose-why
Triple X hardcore; nigga fuck a floozy
Miss Piggy, got 'em thinkin sticky
Mickey Mouse pulled her blouse smoked a blunt fuck a hickie
Dorothy, Tin Man, the Lion and the Scarecrow
Messin with that pussy hairy just like the werewolf

It's the officials adventures of.. (super hoe)
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And meanwhile..

[Verse Two]
Cyclops, Wolverine and the Nightcrawler
went to a bar, and yo, they had dollars
Rolled an Impala, hittin all switches
While Richie Rich riches, pulls all the bitches
I turned on the headset, like Judy Jetson
Here comes Barbie, look who she lets in
Hansel, Gretel; Gretel, fuck the kettle
Jack and Jill went up the hill to have a little fun
(It's a small world) Ready for some call girl
Wrapped around her neck a link, that was all pearls
Nice as Medusa, dancin on tables
Joker's got a lap dance from Charlie's Angels

It's the officials adventures of.. (super hoe)
(super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe)
(super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe)
"The Batmobile, let's go!"

[Interlude]
It's night, in a secret hideaway somewhere in Gotham City
as a woman in a feline costume strokes a Siamese cat
and speaks to several well-dressed men

[Verse Three]
Twinkle, twinkle, porno star
Superhoe, tell me who you are
Catwoman in a red tight see-through
Dancin on a pole, with a do-see-do
Mosie on out, now where goes the ho they call
Cinderella, makin men jealous
Like Dick Tracy, Tweety, Sylvester
(Sufferin succotash!)
Cause Snow White's gonna be fuckin all night
Strobelight dancin in front of the mirror
He-Man's fuckin with Smurfette and She-Ra
The freaky, freaky-deaky, Wilma Flintstone
Betty too - is she ready for the nympho?

It's the officials adventures of..
"I'll only do it for lots of cash!"
(super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe)
(super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe)
(super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe)
(super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe) (super hoe)