Welcome funk fans to Hot Spots

I’m Sha-Ray Jones live here on Cullen Boulevard

And everywhere I go, there’s shit everywhere

Doo-doo chasers going buckwild

I’m trying to find out the true meaning of a doo-doo chaser

Hahahaha, what’s up, niggas and bitches?

I shouldn’t say bitches, that might offend some of you hoes

Well, we gon’ do it something like this

Just to see what you punk ass niggas is working with, yeah

So now you wanna get your cranium cracked

By talking that old ill shit niggas

I’m giving out lumps by the pound, hahaha

And you say you don’t believe fried ice cream is reality, nigga

Would I like to you face to face?

You better ask some muthafuckin’ body, nigga

Now I’ma ask you one muthafuckin’ time, just one thang:

Is you or is you ain’t a doo-doo chaser?

Wait, wait, wait, let me say it one more time:

Is you, huh, or is you ain’t a doo-doo chaser? Can hear I it?

(Doo-doo chaser, that’s what your ass is, yeah, oh…)

(Nothin’ but a doo-doo chaser, yeah…)

Funk, nothin’ but pure funk

I wanna hear you get funky

Yes, and this funk is straight from South Acres, hahaha

What, you didn’t know, nigga?

Back the fuck up, we working with a crucial brand here, word

So now I’m just gon’ sit back and meditate

Or should I say have a wicked thought

About taking some old punk ass nigga out for tryna criss-cross me, fool

And I’m gon’ make you jump, hahahahaha, yeah, I’m gon’ make it jump

Hollow points all in that muthafuckin’ ass, nigga

Oh, you better ask some muthafuckin’ body, nigga

As if you didn’t know

Oh, and once again, I send this one here out to all the doo-doo chasers

So if you are a doo-doo chaser, let me see you chase the doo-doo, hahahaha

(Nothin’ but a doo-doo chaser…)

Goddamn, so now you wanna diss me, fool

I guess I gotsta put in work (Put in work, baby)

Haha, but it ain’t no thing

Haven’t you ever heard of a killer? (Muthafuckin’ killer)

Nigga, hahahaha, yeah, that’s me, fool

You better back the fuck up

So now I’m going on a killing spree in South Acres with this nigga Brad

Get your ass in the house, niggas, ‘cause it’s on

And it’s on like Donkey Kong, hahahahaha

I know you heard that saying before

But on the reals, really doe, I came to let you niggas know

That this one right here is only for the funk lovers, true funk lovers

Dig C.C., hahaha

And once again, I commence with the anthem, the doo-doo chaser

Can you, would you, could you, should you, chase the doo-doo?

Hahahaha…

(Woo, hey, hey, yeah, doo-doo chasers

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, doo-doo chasers

I don’t give a fuck, hey, Scarface don’t give a fuck

Hey, RBX don’t give a fuck)

So there you have it, funk fans, the real definition of a doo-doo chaser

This is Sha-Ray Jones, signing off from Hot Spots

And join us next week, chasing more doo-doo chasers

I love you, and peace

Doo-doo chasers, nothin’ but doo-doo chasers, yeah

Doo-doo chasers, yeah

Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo…