Lyrics

[Hook: André 3000 & Sleepy Brown] In the land of a million drums There is always something going on, on, ha-uh-ah, on, on If you can't locate your thought off Might as well go on take your dead ass home, home, ha-uh-ah, home, home [Verse 1: Big Boi] In the land of a million drums I catch a pattern that spit rings around you like Saturn Intergalactic tracks I mack 'em like Max Julien This one for Scooby, pass the doobie, I'ma do me one, do me one Only you clean over, I pick up the mic and rock it while I'm sober For the rated G exposure, if you listen what I'm tryin to told ya We fathers with seeds of our own We're talkin about sons and daughters, boy, not roots and clones Now that the theory gone wrong, an embryo with no soul Stuck in this green mini-van with my lungs in a chokehold Shaggy pass the boombastic, Daphne said don't do that Freaky Fred smashed the gas and slammed us into traffic Now Scrappy wanna box and throw them bows So I had to sic the pitbull on him before he could pass one blow Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo, Scooby-damn-Doo, Scooby-Doo (Scooby-Dooby-Doo) [Hook: André 3000 & Sleepy Brown] In the land of a million drums There is always something going on, on, ha-uh-ah, on, on If you can't locate your thought off Might as well go on take your dead ass home, home, ha-uh-ah, home, home [Verse 2: Killer Mike] Woke up from a long night of hanging out with Shaggy Oh no, lost my last baggy of Scooby Snackies Shaggy, wake up, we've been had Our Scooby Snacks, they got the whole stash He said, "Who, who?" I don't have a clue I suspect the thirteen ghosts of Scooby-Doo Call Vincent Price up on the Nextel Tell him to send another package right through the mail In the meantime, I'ma call Velma to tell her To get the Mystery Machine ready I'm two-wayin' Daphne and Freddy Me and Shaggy dressed in all black, strapped Dippin' through the flash trying to get our stash back Rounding up suspects, collectin' clues I got a question, where the hell is Scooby-Doo when you need him? The hound's only found when you feed him In fact he probably got my sack Tell him holler back [Hook: André 3000 & Sleepy Brown] In the land of a million drums There is always something going on, on, ha-uh-ah, on, on If you can't locate your thought off Might as well go on take your dead ass home, home, ha-uh-ah, home, home [Break: André 3000] Break it down, break it down baby 'til the flow jumps off the ground Ooo, break it down, lookin' over yonder 'til the walls come tumblin down Ooo, yes lord y'ain't gotta tell me two times but you know I know Ooo, break it down, break it down baby 'cuz I want y'all all to know We rock the world [Hook: André 3000 & Sleepy Brown] In the land of a million drums There is always something going on, on, ha-uh-ah, on, on If you can't locate your thought off Might as well go on take your dead ass home, home, ha-uh-ah, home, home [Outro] I coulda got away with it, if it wadn't for ya meddlin' kids Oh-oh, oh no I coulda got away with it, if it wadn't for ya meddlin' kids Oh-oh, oh no I coulda got away with it, if it wadn't for ya meddlin' kids Oh-oh, oh no I coulda got away with it, if it wadn't for ya meddlin' kids Oh-oh, oh no I coulda got away with it, if it wadn't for ya meddlin' kids...