I'm Tha DoggFather I put down more hits than mafioso made And Lucky Lucianno 'bout to sing soprano And I know, I know the way you feel And baby bubba we gon' keep it on tha real Just to get you caught up in amazement We puffin' on Cubans so it might get

On the side of the freeway in the car Hey Mr. Jack Hey where you at? Put your hands up Get out of the car Fuck you pig Seven a.m. morning Came to take us away

Feel like throwin' in the towel, don't be a fool Below the belt That's how it'll always be Hold your head up high, look 'em in the eye Never say die Ow get up, get up and make it work They're out to knock you out n' put you down for the count Hey, watch

I put a spell on you because you're mine You better stop the things that you do I ain't lyin', no, I ain't lyin' I just can't stand it babe The way you're always runnin' 'round I just can't stand it, the way you always put me down I put a spell on you. I

For baby and me Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake baker's man Bake me a cake as fast as you can Pat it and prick it and mark it with "B" Put it in the oven for baby and me And there will be plenty for baby and me

But tonight, call your friends down, We're on our way now, And I feel like shouting, oh, I feel like shouting. Oh, tonight, it don't matter who you're from, Tonight we're 21 under all these lights I put my heart, I put my soul, I put my life in it, We're

Shake, shake it all night long You listen while I'm talkin' to you, now Tell you what I'm gonna do now There's a new thing going around now And I'll tell what to put down Move your body all around, and just shake Ha, that's the way you do it Oh, g'on,

He was a million miles from a million dollars But you can never spend his wealth When I was a kid, my grandfather was a preacher He said God only helps those Who learn to help themselves Wave, put your hands up, and hands down When I was a kid, I used to

So knives out I want you to know He's not coming back Look into my mouth Squash his head Put him in the pot I'm not coming back Don't look down

You come in every shade of blue Mm, part time love I'm always running back to you Oh, part time love Put down your megaphone, my dear 10-4, we hear you loud and clear Mr. Daniels makes you so sincere When the morning comes, you forget why we are here