Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Zoom, artist - Dr. Dre. Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Song language: English
Zoom |
| I got my mind made up, come on; |
| get in, get into it |
| Let it ride, tonight’s the night, yeah |
| Uh, you know you a freak |
| Before the album went platinum, ya hardly speak |
| And now you’re skin grinnin, gassed off the chrome rims and |
| Twenty room mansion, I rest my Timb’s in |
| Uhh, I feel it how ya shake it |
| Rings in ya belly, I can’t take it |
| Toss up your Moët, money make it |
| Last week frontin, tonight butt naked |
| I got the flava, make em Zoom-a-zoom |
| The LL Cool J, give me room |
| Looked up in my eyes as I lowered the boom |
| Twenty thousand freaks packed up in one room, uhh |
| All I wanna do, is Zoom-a-Zoom Zoom Zoom |
| (Mmmm, whatchu wanna do) Uhh, whatchu wanna do? |
| Once again it’s on, can’t be home |
| The crime got me in the zone; |
| homies blowin up the celly phone |
| The world knew I had to come once mo' |
| And just to let y’all know, I do my thing and still blow |
| Nuff to burn ten mill' cells, confirmed |
| The most anticipated since Tyson’s return |
| So come on everybody let’s all get down |
| (LL Cool J: Cause what we have, is a brand new sound) |
| All the mommies in the house gettin live tonight |
| They wanna (Zoom Zoom Zoom, Zoom Zoom-Zoom) |
| And all my dogs feel the vibe tonight |
| They wanna (Zoom Zoom Zoom, Zoom Zoom-Zoom) |
| Say what? |
| All I wanna do, is Zoom-a-Zoom Zoom Zoom |
| (Mmmm, whatchu wanna do) Uhh, whatchu wanna do? |
| All I wanna do, is Zoom-a-Zoom Zoom Zoom |
| Dre, whatchu wanna do? |
| Mr. Smith, it’s on you, uh |
| In other words, it’s gon' be like that |
| You young boys is blind, I’m seein them cats |
| Evolutionary (what?) Revolutionary and legendary |
| I got a climax waiting for each and every cherry |
| I’m like a narcotic, niggas is microscopic |
| Dr. Dre and Cool J, is the topic |
| Forever, my lyrics is rough and energetic |
| Them cats is blazin? |
| I don’t get it, they cosmetic |
| If shorty wanna step up? |
| I’ll twist his neck up |
| You can’t get no money battling me; |
| that’s like ripping your check up |
| What partna? |
| Take ten paces and turn around |
| That quick, yo' whole ghost town is burnin' down (Woooof!) |
| What I spit, manipulates whole clicks |
| Make 'em conversate on how real niggas ride my dick |
| It’s like a serum, I just can’t hear 'em |
| All them new niggas poppin' new shit, I never fear 'em |
| As we proceed |
| To give you what you need |
| Satisfaction guaranteed |
| Work and die |
| (Yeah, yeah) |