69 Boyz F- 95 South Ding Dong Song Lyrics

Ding Dong Song Lyrics

Intro:  Jay-Ski and A.B.

 95 South and them Boyz 69,

 Prepare for the stabbin' 'cause it's Ding-a-Ling time!

 It ain't no interruption, so please unplug the phone

 And get ready for the stabbin' from the Ding-a-Ling Song!

 [Ding-ding-dong-a-ding-ding-da-dong-dong, hooh, da-dat, da-dat, da-dat]

 

 Jay-Ski:

 Yeah, 69 Boyz in the house, b'lieve dat!

 Backed up by the 95 South, and it goes like this, c'mon!

  

 Chorus(4x):  

 Ding ding dong a-ding ding da-dong dong, huh, true dat!  True dat!  True

 dat!

 

 Verse 1:  The Rotweiller and Thrill Da Playa

 [RW] Yo, don't try to fake the funk on

      Go on, give you ya milk-bone; the ding-dong

      So mangy kitty-cat, get back, get back, get back, get back, uhh

      'Cause I'm servin' well-done ground beef

      Backed up by a glass of Sweet T

      And you know my theme song, uhh, that ding-a-long

      So just call me "ball park" 'cause I pump when you click your jaw

      And girl, I'm surprised you took it all

      'Cause I run you like a track meet

      I can't wait, so jump in the back seat

      In y' caddy, or bikini,

      So get ready, for the (?)

      And you know the words, so sing along

      And prepare for the ding-ding-ding-along

 [Th] Girl, you know you's a winner!

      Tell me what you want for dinner!

      How 'bout a six-pack of that

      Ding-ding-dong, da-dat, da-dat

      Help us, help us, 68!

      Who do you appreciate?

      The one that's singin' you a sweet song,

      Or the one that's feedin' you ding-dong?

      'Cause I can't sing too well, 

      But I can make that kitty-cat swell

      So before I push up,

      Hold your breath and wish yourself good luck!

      This ain't "I Dream of Jeannie"

      And I ain't got no teeny weenie

      Just call me King Kong: 

      Leader of the pack when it comes to ding-dong!

 

 Chorus

 

 Jay-Ski:  95 South, get on the mic now!!

 

 Verse 2:  A.B. and Daddy Black

 [AB] Ding-ding-dong-a-ding-ding-da-ding-dong!

      Come on over for a game of ping-pong

      I'll serve, 'cause girl, I like ya

      Pass ya 'round and lemme spike ya

      So let a nigga get on ya

      Pretty baby, I'm gon-na

      Call ya up one night to ring-a-ling

      Put in your order for a 3-piece ding-a-ling

 [DB] Or an extra crispy Dom dinner

      I'm in her, yo fellas, I got a winner

      'Cause I pack you with Dom till you fall asleep

      Call me Black, or Daddy Dog Sheep

      Hey yo, fellas, you gots to keep her,

      'Cause a nigga like Black'll creep her

      Hey yo, girl, you can't go wrong

      With this ding-ding-dong-a-ding-ding-da-dong-dong!

 

 Chorus

 

 Jay-Ski:  It's the Booty Man!!

 

 Verse 3:  Booty Man and The Rotweiler

 [BM] C'mon, c'mon, it's weenie-time

      95 South down with 69

      Ain't nuttin' but plumbers!  You're gettin' weak,

      'Cause I'm deep in ya stomach

      And it ain't no shame

      Hey girl, let's go to the ball game

      If you're hungry, I'll feed ya

      I got a menu, so let me read ya:

      Hot smoked sausages and some salty peanuts

      And great, big ol' hot-dawgs that'll sho'nuff fill ya up, right

      But yo, don't try to eat too much 

      'Cause you know you might get choked -

      But you can't play around with a ding-a-long sandwich,

      'Cause it ain't no joke!

 [RW] So when you come inside to fight tonight,

      Be ready for the ding-a-ling

      And you can bring your glove if you want this love,

      So step inside the ring

      I got left jabs and right jabs 

      And I'ma hit you below the belt

      I talked to the surgeon general; 

      He said ding-a-ling was good for your health!  Uhh!

 

 Chorus till fade