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BAHA MEN lyrics - Who Let The Dogs Out

Who Let The Dogs Out

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Intro: Who let the dogs out {woof, woof, woof, woof} {woof, woof, woof, woof} {woof, woof, woof, woof} {woof, woof, woof, woof} Chorus: Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} {woof, woof, woof, woof} Verse: When the party was nice, the party was jumpin' {Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo} And everybody havin' a ball{Hah, ho, Yippie Yi Yo} I tell the fellas ¡­start the name callin'¡­ {Yippie Yi Yo} And the girls report to the call The poor dog show down Chorus: Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Rap 1: I see ya' little speed boat head up our coast She really want to skip town Get back off me, beast off me Get back you flea infested monger Instrumental Chorus: {woof, woof, woof, woof} {woof, woof, woof, woof} {woof, woof, woof, woof} {woof, woof, woof, woof} Verse: I'm gonna tell {Hey, Yippie, Yi, Yo} To any girls calling them canine{Yippie, Yi, Yo} Tell the dummy Hey Man, It's part of the Party! {Yippie Yi, Yo} You fetch a women in front and her mans behind {Yippie, Yi, Yo} Her bone runs out now Chorus: Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Chant: Say, A doggy is nuttin' if he don't have a bone All dogy hold ya' bone, all doggy hold it A doggy is nuttin' if he don't have a bone All dogy hold ya' bone, all doggy hold it Rap # 2: Wait for y'all my dogs, the party is on I gotta get my girl I got my myind on Do you see the rays comin' from my eye What could you be friend that Benji man that's breakin' them down? Me and My white short shorts And I can't seek a lot, any canine will do I'm figurin' that's why they call me faithful 'Cause I'm the man of the land When they see me they do¡­ah-ooooo(howl) Chorus (5 X's ): Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof} Who let the dogs out{woof, woof, woof, woof}

Woof!

SNOOP DOGG "The Game Is To Be Sold, Not To Be Told"
(feat. Fiend, Mystikal) [Snoop Talking] Hell yeah That was a mothafuckin' trip The way y'all niggaz had the whole world sayin' UH!!!, na, na, na, na This here the Doggfather, rappin' on this shit here Check this out [Chorus:] Let me here ya say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (come on, everybody say) Everybody, let me hear ya say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay [Fiend] I run with convicted felons Scream, yellin' Bitch I'ma soldier! Stick in my chrome reciever, and I fins to get it on Influenced by the dolja Blastin' at the rollers Callin' couple of soldiers Fuckin' up with this song bitch Your mom shoulda told ya I ain't nothin' nice Snoop brought the boss I got the spark, lets go on a body high Put it on my life, and my favorite weed pipe Soldiers greed, with ice Watch me budda up in the night Carefull to forever, the one that shot him Bringin' the drama like a punk, but your fucking somebody Whut Lodi Dodi, send a duce up in dey coupe But after a hard eight Snoop and his soldiers gonna make ya say [Chorus:] Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (Jeah, nigga, I can make ya say) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, tank doggs, let me hear ya say) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (all my real rap niggaz say) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, Mystikal, where you at) [Mystikal] Nigga, all I really wanna do is Get down, on the get down! That mothafucker better sit down We up in this bitch now Got the take to make the hap We gon' make our money right Tired of livin' the stress life Pressure, fuck price Yikes! Know what I like Keep it hype! Betcha I right Put pounds of ice on ya, like white on rice Vise grips on mics Turnin' to fights Burnin' up the limelight Fire! And you ain't gotta strain your eyes to find us Throwin' bad days behind us Ahh damn up in the headlights Bout to let it shine Find your ass in there tip-toeing Your ass is mine We got you waitin' for us on the radio So our albums can drop Snoop, Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop Jump in the game in the walkway With enough money to fuck with Till ya hear that last fuckin' woof We ain't done yet [Chorus] Let me here ya say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, uh-huh, all my niggaz say) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (na, na, na, na, na, na) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (na, na, na, na, na, na) Let me hear ya say Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay [Snoop] I come faster than a speedin' bullet Or I can take my time and move it slow Wake up outta my seat and hit this mic and blow like some indo You can call me what you want Just don't call me no punk My name is Snoop D-O-double-G And I'm the godfather of G-Funk I'll put this shit down, like clown, Dogg Pound is my set Nigga set outta line, I shoot them in they mothafuckin' spine And break they necks (nigga, nigga) As I go down, you gon' realize that See when you run up in my face you able to get smacked, jacked, just like that I'ma fool, break the rules, damn, way too cool They call me Snoop D-O-double-G (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Cause I'ma fuckin' fool, I can get silly But I'd rather sit back, relax, new jacks, get smacked, cause I'm tryin' to blaze up a sack (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) To my nigga Mystikal, Fiend, and my big homie Master P Cause thats just the way this shit gon' be Baby, N-O-L-I-M-I-T (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) We gon' make y'all say Woof Until you mothafuckers demand That nigga named Snoop [Chorus] I can make 'em say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (laughing) I can make 'em say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay Let me here ya say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay Let me hear ya say Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (everybody in the house) Say Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (up top, come on) Woof! mothafucker, Woof! mothafucker (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (down low) Yeah, yeah, and who side (na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay *repeated till end* And not only that And not only that This No Limit baby Ya heard me Yeah And not only that Shit get crazy in this mothafcuker Ya heard me Uh!

Woof Woof

69 BOYZ
Artist: 69 Boyz Album: The Wait is Over Song: Woof Woof Better ride You in tune to the sounds Of the dance floor giants, 69 And we come to make you dance And I brought my dogs wit me Check it out Hold up, wait a minute Y'all dance, who think I'm pretty? Loud man breakin' your town We're the force to make ya get down Know and a bigger mess in your plans It beats nothing so I dance 69 mic on the ground, breakin' it down Wantin' more time But this time, it's for my dogs South, North, all y'all There's more little things in life to get (hot) What about the one's in your (what) Those that don't like huh? Cuz me and my dogs are rightin' to get cool in it Then I cut and chit chat, y'all where ya at? Where ya at? 1- Woof woof Where ya at? Where ya at? Woof woof Where ya at? Where ya at? Woof woof Where ya at? Where ya at? Where ya at? Repeat 1 Repeat 1 Repeat 1 This for the dogs in the lounge And all the dogs in the grill Can't be forgettin' the dogs in our town That be keepin' it real And all the dogs that we've known They bark is worse than their bite This for the dogs to get (high) Here's one that I love Say, yo, ladies? (Yeah?) Whassup? I know y'all ‘bout to give up Light the 36 and tear the club up If ya wit me dance a lil' bit I know y'all lad' come to chill Specially if y'all up on the bill From the old up from A town Cuz y'all like it cheaper right now AKA as I get on my roll Work that body down to the floor Y'all just ain't afraid to vibrate Shake it up 'till it breaks And if ya get bump come see the father Little girl, you know that I gotcha And I want ya, like that But for now, where ya at? Where ya at? Where ya at girls? Repeat 1 Repeat 1 Repeat 1 Repeat 1 This is for my dogs in Dakota And all my dogs in LA Can't forget my dogs in New Orleans Let's ride and ride it all day Hands down, shake up, we all up in the mix And it's about time we all break it down And it goes a little something like this Yo, dog, you see a little something you like? You say, here kittie kittie, here kittie kittie kittie And she lookin' all good in the club tonight You say here kittie kittie, here kittie kittie kittie If you's a dog and you need a fix Here kittie kittie, here kittie kittie kittie We've been trying to tell y'all for years That you need to open your ears Take a trip down to the dirty south And find out what is woof woof about It's just a word we get call No time for hype beats and huh Cris-cross it all to make ya join Wit the way that I bump bump bump Ladies down from state to state Cuz like y'all dogs, we operate And when the bass of his glip Well, ya must be in tune to hear what we hear Just like ya ought to do But inside of you If not, we didn't come through Knowin' the South is all of that But for now I wanna know where the dogs is at Repeat 1 Repeat 1 Repeat 1 Repeat 1 This for the dogs in Virginia And the dogs in Indiana And for the dogs out in Texas Tennessee and Alabama And for my dogs in Missouri And for my dogs in North Carolina And for my dogs in D.C. And the ones in Mississippi I know you dogs in Nebraska New Mexico and Arizona And the ones in Michigan Milwaukee and Oklahoma This for my dogs Who got me riding out From the North to the East and West Again, in the dirty South, come on Woof Woof...Where ya at? Woof Woof...Where ya at? Woof Woof...Where ya at? Where ya at? Where ya at? (x 4) Woof Woof (x 24)

I F*** Dogs

Doug Anthony All Stars
I Fuck Dogs In the park, at the docks When the moon is up high in the sky The great dane is too tall chiwawa's are to small but the dog that I like to quell up at night 'cause the dushhound is best of all 'cause he is longer than he's thinner he love to let me in His eyes swell with love he fits like a glove and that's why he's man's best friend! I fuck dogs, he fucks dogs, I fuck dogs, we fuck dogs We all fuck dogs in the park (and the pound) She fucks dogs, she fucks dogs, she fucks dogs, she fucks dogs We all fuck dogs in the park He's got bed bugs, tits and knits If he scratches, then I itch but The kennel is cramped and though he's a scamp life with a dog is a bitch You'll never be alone, if you give the dog a bone and the pee wee don't kiss but the problem is this His bark (woof, woof, woof, wooof woof woof) is worse than his bite (cough, cough cough etc) furball is worse than his bite I fuck dogs in the park after the dock when the moon is up high in the sky and I'm not proud.

Children And Dogs

Graham Parker "Struck by Lightning"
INTRO: (A) B A E E A A (to get to the first B) B A B A She said she just wanted a friend And then she'd be good B A B A Something to play with now again And give lots of food C#m A B C#m We've got a yard that's big enough She says he's like a dream A E B A B But they've got us running round in circles Like a pair of clowns it seems CHORUS E A E A Children and dogs will always win Everyone knows that E A E A I won't work with either one again It's not in our contract E A (another A first time, 2nd time rpt last line)) Children and dogs Now I'm outside freezing to death Just walking the dog Instead of throwing myself at my wife I'm throwing a log We haven't slept for two nights He howls out at the moon The kid says sometimes he bites Can you bring a bunny rabbit home soon CHORUS A B Make you trip over your ankles Do all kinds of things that rankle A B E Make you wanna go and drink a tankful And remember when you were single INSTRUMENTAL CHORUS including Children and dogs C#m A B C#m The bedroom's got two carpets And one sticks to your clothes A E A B Let's take a photo of all of us Fixed grins in a family pose Chorus Key change up 2 semitones (F# B )

Ain't Nuthin' Changed (Everyday Thang Part 2)

BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY "The Art Of War"
(Chorus) Sit back, and let this thugshit, Clog Up Yo' Mind (x3) [Krayzie] Now, I'm ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don't fuck wit' nobody I'm quiet, I'm thuggin'. Why are y'all so fast? Ain't time ta take ta quicken put to derail my thugs Well I might be Krayzie, civilized, I cruize in my Mercedes as ah bye-bye, nigga feel tha Bone, now spray, hey especially foe tha police, man. I'm ah nigga wit' thugshit cause I'm runnin' wit' tha niggaz in tha hood and that's how we play Wanna feel ah my spray-pump hit yo' chest, and finally realize who you're fuck with, fuckin with them niggaz in Cleveland ya do whateva like he say Then flip again, in the Land, got tha upperhand cause I got tha gripping good delay If you niggaz can dash, wit' tha lethal mass and then pass wit' tha very blast It ain't innocent, you should never been there in tha first place, fall, you got yo' curse today, hah Willin' die-hard nigga, wanna give up fakin nut devotion just do what you want So bitch, Krayzie Bone, real it now, and when did they lose? You'll feel the vibe, nigga Killin cause I'm Krayzie, nigga, cause I got to get the money get the platinum fund to pay But I'm ah be ah thinkin bout my niggaz when I got ta do sum flippin', if ah nigga ain't got my back (Chorus) [Layzie] Foe tha love of tha money, I keep spenidin' yo Just sum pap low shit, gotta let 'em hang low Swangin' lead from my 44 magnum though Wit' ah nuttin' indo smoke, when my thugs be sure, sure Hope ya know, I rip heartz, it's on, jackin' move then ya betta figure again, and quit plottin Takin' over this everyday, stoppin' to tha tough Double Glock and it's not forgotten Bitchez drop in Tha Clair It's tha Bone Thugs, in this shit wit' Eazy E and we made it and ah nigga wanna hate me 'cause I'm famous I'd still leave 'em in tha streetz, you can't blame us (lady luv) cause when they catch me without my heat, and I'm thuggin in tha streetz and I'm rollin Thuggin by the deadliest G's, you can't fuck wit us to the pressure out of pressure, I'm loadin, blow you up Y'all know we don't worship sin, it's tha heartz of men and we'd tested stress, wanna be blessed consists of tha sin in tha wayz of tha sin, to be dead. (Chorus) [Bizzy] And I promised, that all tha soulz would last til the dayz of tha livez of tomorrow and if you'd follow, tha end of the world should ah come ah so soon, so I just follow, I know I know, hey, how ta get down foe my thang enemiez fold ya, lettin' me soulz, gonna catch ya flossin' all tha way Welcome to Tha Land, where all my chemicalz unfold it goez, around up in slow-mo Been tickin', and I land down to Newport I'm alone, yes, but I may not rest Police will see me silenced stressin Nigga was steppin' up in ah, when I catched them thievin and I got 'em and there, gotta learn their lesson Blastin', no more, no I'm not havin' it Breakin' apart foe neva my daddy Lil' Ripsta defeat go pathless, so I get crazy and I face now's nasty blastin For tha Bone, For tha Bone, hit 'em up, and lesson up tha violence Screamin' on ah my murda mo, bullets get niggaz, let's begin ah new riot, hittin, and buckin them down to tha pave Cause I'm in tha new sense of me grave Couldn't you hataz, wouldn't be saved, hate 'em Hate ta shook, and put ah pen up in dem Foe tha love of money makin' go crazy and Benjamin Franklin pleaze come save me Hit tha weed, and y'all in, rollin yo finga but spot ya Bam em, yam em, fiend foe tha greenm see everybody sweatin foe tha scenez, still in ah myst wit' tha clich an unpropable way of ah trial 'cause it's tha funk, sing (Chorus) [Wish] (Now give it to 'em) Ya, gotta sit back, smoke and choke, meditate, mental state wit' tha Bone, B-ONE. We steadily grieve on, givin' you what you need man, clone Bone, shock 'em, drop 'em, pop 'em let 'em know Bone in tha fukkin' war (no, no) you hataz make feellike, you wanna feel my motherfuckin 44 But I gotta stay clean, it's cool, then unless he freein I'm mean sum cheeze, me and my niggaz, and this Mo' Thug, Mo' Thug cavalry, on tha streetz Ready ta ride, when it's time ta ride, ready ta kill when it's time ta kill, you gon' die, you' gon' die I've been tryin if you really wanna ride on down wit' Bone then come on, come on. If ya really wanna ride, get down but get stuff, but ya come on, come on (Chorus)

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