95 South and them 69 Prepare for the stabbin' it's ding-a-ling time It no interruption, so please unplug the phone And get ready for the from the ding-a-ling song (Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, Who, da dat, da dat, da dat)
Yeah, 69 Boyz in the house, dat Backed up by the 95 and it goes like this, c'mon
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, Huh, true dat, true dat, dat Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, Huh, true dat, dat, true dat
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, Huh, true dat, dat, true dat Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, Huh, true dat, true dat, dat
Yo, don't try to the funk on Go on, give you ya milk-bone, the So mangy kitty-cat, get back, get Get back, get back, uhh
'Cause I'm servin' well-done ground Backed up by a of Sweet T And you know my theme Uh, that
So just me ball park 'Cause I pump when you click jaw And girl, I'm surprised you it all
'Cause I run you like a track I wait, so jump in the back seat In your caddy or So get ready, for the
And you know the words, so along And for the ding-ding, ding-along
Girl, you know a winner Tell me what you for dinner How 'bout a of that Ding-ding-dong, da-dat,
Help us, us, 68 Who do you The one that's singin' you a sweet Or the one feedin' you ding-dong?
I can't sing too well But I can make kitty-cat swell So before I up Hold your breath and wish yourself luck
This I Dream of Jeannie And I ain't got no weenie Just me King Kong Leader of the pack when it to ding-dong
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, Huh, dat, true dat, true dat
95 South, get on the mic now
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, on over for a game of ping pong I'll serve girl, I like ya Pass ya and lemme spike ya
So let a get on ya Pretty baby, I'm Call ya up one to ring-a-ling Put in your order for a 3 ding-a-ling
Or an extra Dom dinner I'm in her, yo fellas, I got a I pack you with Dom till you fall asleep Call me Black, or Dog Sheep
Hey yo, fellas, you to keep her 'Cause a like Black'll creep her Hey yo, girl, you can't go this ing-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, da-dong-dong
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, Huh, true dat, dat, true dat
It's the Man
C'mon, c'mon, weenie-time 95 South down 69 Ain't nuttin' but plumbers, gettin' weak 'Cause I'm deep in ya
And it no shame Hey girl, go to the ball game If hungry, I'll feed ya I got a menu, so let me ya
Hot sausages and some salty peanuts And great, big ol' hot dogs that'll sho' fill ya up, right But yo, don't try to eat too 'Cause you know you might get But you can't play around a ding-a-long sandwich it ain't no joke
So when you come to fight tonight Be ready for the And you can bring your if you want this love So inside the ring
I got left jabs and right And I'ma hit you below the I talked to the general He said ding-a-ling was good for health, uh
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, Huh, true dat, dat, true dat
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, Huh, true dat, dat, true dat
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, Huh, true dat, true dat, dat ...