Lyrics:
Dr Jazz

see her swaying In New Orleans nightly You know I wanna be there Drinking in the morning Holler in the evening Dr. Jazz Dr. Jazz Bake my jelly

Translation: Squeeze. Dr. Jazz.

like what I write? Shoot me a bird [Verse 3: Big Boi] (Starts off) Tenth grade, the way was pave for me and Dre. to create Like Dr. Frankenstein the

Even Helen Keller word up can hear it From the rustler lyrical hustler The fat lady sand I crusher her, word up the Chubbster Yabadabadoo Verse Three: Rob Swinga Rob Swinga loves jazz

named me Dr. Freeze 'Cause I'm the coldest nigga y'all have seen The day that rap met R n' B You got the Birdman, Jazze an' me Ay, ay, see, I'm so icey

survive? It all seemed so different then How did you stay alive? Did you walk cool in the fifties daddy? Was it black and white? Did you play jazz

this you catch the sizin' of 'em I never half step 'cause I'm not a half stepper Drink a lot of soda so they call me Dr. Pepper Refuse to compete with

besides He came on the stage with lasers in his eyes walk with me now "Unauthorized biography of Rakim Epilogue, mother was a jazz singer Nephew to R

, south side, south side They're all bums, girl, they're all bums, girl They're livin' in their fucked up places I'm talking murder, I'm talking blackmail and jazz