Lyrics:

Get down to the sounds of the underground funk
Jump with us, jump them niggas in the trunk
We're the imperial funk ill material
Funkdoobiest crushin' like a cheerio
Stereo, fuck Deney Terrio, a burial
It's what you get when you come to the set
Kickin' up dust [??]
When they can't push and know it for a reason
Blazin' the funk with my vocals
I am the loco, nigga gettin' warm like a hot cup of cocoa
Acapulco, Rio De Janeiro
Ah sit back, it's the funk superhero
Vocal avenger, remember
Punk ass defender, surrender
I'm the protector of hip hop
I wreck shop to rip rock
Flip flops get flipped out, take a dump in a zip lock

[Chorus]
So who's the doobiest?
We're the funkdoobiest!
Who's the doobiest?
We're the funkdoobiest!
Yo who's the doobiest?
We're the funkdoobiest!
Who's the doobiest?

[Verse 2: Tomahawk Funk]
Are you ready? Aw get set
Let the rhythm hit your soul with a dose of the Doobie
Ho's in motions, the girls get to flowin'
I'm showin' you I can run with the track
I'm ready for a fool
I hit you with my axe and ask questions later
Back on the bass, check out the drums and the bassline
The Doobie's gettin' wrecked in the joint
The point gets proven, I can flow don't ya know?
I'll step on the war path and give you a battle
So chill, a real wooden arrow feels like
Runnin' through your body
Check the pain, I maintain, don't make me blow up
Other who's tribe will show up
Holler, dread, hear the war cry
I'm gettin' serious, you need a hit of this
Tribal arrival, it's the Doobie
Got any questions? Feel free to ask
You won't last, check the thump of the Tomahawk blast

[Chorus]