Dog Talk K-9 Corp (Ft. Pretty C)

We're gonna jam the party way after dark
All the dogs in the house lemme hear ya bark

To the beat, to the beat
To the rhythm that'll make you move your feet
Put your hands in the air with the P-Funk sign
Then ya twirl it around time after time
Just rock and ya don't stop
To the rhythm that'll make ya finger pop
We got dogs in the alleys and dogs in the streets
Dogs that can walk with only two feet
[?] fist by the wrist make all the kids run
Like go "Oh my gosh [?] I think I'll buy a BB gun"
And just do it to the beat (he he he)
Just rock and you don't stop
To the rhythm that makes your finger pop
I got a Doberman Pinscher that runs the whole show
A big German Shepherd that makes the grass grow
Makes a St. Bernard that barks all night
The hush puppy and the child act like they wanna fight
Can't train a Great Dane cause it makes me sick
Can't teach an old dog a brand new trick
Nothing but the dog in me and that's no doubt
Come on party people I'm all dogged out
To the beat, every-body
And every-body to the beat