Lyrics Surgery (Dr. Dre) - World Class Wreckin' Cru

Surgery (Dr. Dre)

Records, mixer, turntables, speakers
Records, mixer, turntables, speakers
Ahh shit, ahh shit
Ahh shit, ahh shit
Ahh (ahh) shit (shit), ahh (ahh) shit (shit)
Ahh (ahh) shit (shit), ahh (ahh) shit (shit)
Ahh shit, ahh shit
Ahh shit, ahh shit
Ahh (ahh) shit (shit), ahh (ahh) shit (shit)
Ahh (ahh) shit (shit), ahh (ahh) shit (shit)
Seven days a week, he’s on call
To get the party people up off the wall
You’ll feel motivated as he operates
'Cause party energy is what he generates
He’ll prescribe for you his potent elixir
Two turntables, speakers, and a mixer
He’ll rock your party wherever you be
Calling Dr. Dre to surgery
L.A. is the place for you to be
To witness Dr. Dre in surgery
He has a Ph. D in mixology
To cut on the wheels so viciously
Boom-boom, boom-boom
B-b-boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Come here freak, closer and see
Dr. Dre operate in Surgery
Dr. Dre, Dr. Dre, Dr. Dre, Dr
Dre, D-Dre, Dre, D-Dre, Dre, Dre
Dr. Dre, Dr. Dre, Dr. Dre, Dr
Dre, Dre, Dre, Dre, Dre, Dre
Dre, Dr. Dre, Dr. Dre, Dr. Dre, Dr
Bom, ba-bom-bom
Bom, ba-bom-bom
Bom, bom, ba-bom-bom, bom
Ba-bom-bom, bom, bom-bom, bom
Bom-bom, bom, bom-ba-bom, bom
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Records, mixer, turntables, speakers
Records, mixer, turntables, speakers
Dr. Dre
Yo
Dr. Dre
What w-what what is it?
Dr. Dre
Yo
Dr. Dre
Yo, y-yo, yo, y-yo, yo, yo, yo
Man, the freaks
Ma-a-an, ma-a-an, ma-a-an, man, the freaks ain’t freaky
Man, the freaks a-a-ain't, a-a-ain't freaky
Man-man, the fr- the man ain’t freaky
Ma-a-an, ma-a-an ain’t
Dre, talk
Now that control is back you see
It’s time for the remix of surgery
So get domestic before this time, don’t be late
To witness Dr. Dre as he operates
Check it out!
I’m Dr. Dre gorgeous hunk of a man
Doing tricks on the mix that no others can
The nurses say I’m cute, they say I’m fine
So you better beware because I’ll blow your mind
I’ll take you to my car, I’ll take you to my home
Then up and down your body, my finger will roam
The nurses say that I’m nasty, they say that I’m mean
But when they come to my pad, they’re guaranteed to scream
Ahh!