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Dr. Dre

Genres: Hip-Hop

Old Time's Sake Lyrics - Dr. Dre

Good evening. This is your fucking captain speaking 

We will soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feet 

That's eight million miles in the sky 

Please undo your seat belt for take off 

You are now free to smoke about the cabin 

 

I'm Dre from back in the day from 

from black and the grey from 

Chokin' a bitch to smacking her face from 

Stackin' up bodies to racking AKs up from 

 

Racking up hits to stacking them crates up 

I'm still hungry and I'm back with a tapeworm 

And we're what's happening in rap entertainment 

Me and Shady far as competition faggot there ain't none 

 

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Speak of the devil, it's the attack of the rain man 

Chainsaw in hand bloodstain on my apron 

Soon as the blades vrun vrun they run away from 

Who want to play dungeon no one is safe from 

 

In search of a brain surgeon, the great one 

Wait it ain't funny man, It's urgent I need one 

Two boxes of detergent and a paintgun 

And a emergency squirtgun to spray A1 

 

So one more time for old time's sake 

Dre drop that beat and scratch that break 

Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way 

And let's go [(you are now smoking with the best, the best)] 

 

I said one more time for old time's sake 

Dre drop that beat and scratch that break 

Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way 

And let's go [(you are now smoking with the best, the best)] 

 

Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon wireless, a nice environment 

Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound 

I surround the hydrants taking lives of firemen 

Say goodbye, here I am again 

 

Naked wives and vicodin 

Before I begin to get so high pussy boy I could spin 

Vin vin, fuck the handle, I fly off the hinge 

Let that boy off the bench coach and throw it to him 

 

There he goes in his trench coat and no clothes again 

Baby make us some french toast and show us some skin 

I'll show you every inch grows on my foreskin 

Show me nipple I pinch both and throw up a ten 

 

Now you know it's a sin to tease blow us again 

The sorcerer of intercourse if it's forced it's him 

Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the force within 

That when you wake in the morning next to the porcelain 

 

So one more time for old time's sake 

Dre drop that beat and scratch that break 

Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way 

And let's go [(you are now smoking with the best, the best)] 

 

I said one more time for old time's sake 

Dre drop that beat and scratch that break 

Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way 

And let's go [(you are now smoking with the best, the best)] 

 

Now where there's smoke there's fire 

Where there's fire, there's flames 

Where there's flames there's chronic 

Either you high or you ain't 

I got no time for no games 

 

Nah-ah he ain't playing 

He's gonna get the AK and aim it at your brain 

 

I'm slightly insane, Vodka and creatine 

Hypnotic and red bull, it's an incredible energy drink 

And it's giving me wings, I believe I can fly 

While I pee on the girl you won't catch me CSI 

 

It's as easy as pie and as simple as cake 

Dre get on the mic and make them tremble and shake 

 

Now put your smoke up in the air 

Raise your Henny and coke 

And if you really want to get fucked up just let me know 

We can smoke till there's no more lighter fluid to do it 

Let's get into it, you smoking with the triedest and truest 

 

I got the Midas touch when it comes to rolling shit up 

You muthafuckers ain't smoking you just holding shit up 

Now here we go, let's get up, get down, hold up a blunt 

I smoke the kind of stuff that makes the records go number one 

 

'Cause if at first you don't succeed 

Won't hurt to smoke some weed 

Now them words are just a little more personal for me 

Seeing as how I blew up off puffing them trees 

 

Was luck enough for me, fuck yeah, light it up Cheech 

Come on smoke me up cuz, get me contact buzz 

Get me on track, they love me when I'm on that stuff 

But this is Earth calling Shady man come on back (what?) 

Man we're losing him, he won't even respond back fuck 

 

Now look at all the pretty women in here [(Damn, bitches)] 

Dre it's hot I think we better go check on their temperatures 

I get the thermometer you get the bandages 

Now baby just bend over this won't hurt a damn bit 

 

So one more time for old time's sake 

Dre drop that beat and scratch that break 

Now just blow a little bit of that smoke my way 

And let's go [(you are now smoking with the best, the best)] 

 

I said one more time for old time's sake 

Dre drop that beat and scratch that break 

Now just send a little bit of that smoke my way 

And let's go [(you are now smoking with the best, the best)] 

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