[Intro] Yeah… Uh-huh… From the pond to the boulevard… OG Gangster Duck in the house. You know what time it is… Bobble. Waddle. [Verse 1] Pull up to the pond, feathers lookin’ clean, Yellow little gangster in a low-slung limousine, Beak to the sky, got the whole flock shook, Frogs stop jumpin’ when the Duck walk through. I don’t strut, homie, I got my own style, Two little steps, then I bob for a while, Left wing out, right foot slide, Shake that tail feather side to side. [Chorus] Bobble Waddle! (Waddle!) Duck walk mean with the gangster shuffle! Bobble Waddle! (Waddle!) Dip down low then you flap your feathers! Bobble Waddle! (Waddle!) Everybody in the pond get together! When OG Duck hit the floor… Ain’t nobody waddlin’ better! [Verse 2] Mallard on the corner said, “Duck, what’s that?” I said, “Mind your business, homie, watch my back.” Then I bobbed to the left, waddled to the right, Had a goose hollerin’, “DUCK, THAT’S TIGHT!” Turtle tried it—almost broke his shell, Frog hit the move and got stuck in the well, Heron got jealous, started talkin’ that quack, I turned around slowly and I waddled right back. [Bridge] Bob your head… Waddle your feet… Flap your wings… Feel that beat… Low ride… Tail slide… Beak up… LET IT QUACK! [Chorus] Bobble Waddle! (Waddle!) OG Duck got the whole pond jumpin’! Bobble Waddle! (Waddle!) Feathers fly when the bass start thumpin’! Bobble Waddle! (Waddle!) From the duck house to the cattail shack! If you can’t do the Bobble Waddle… Get yo’ webbed feet back! [Outro] Yeah… OG Gangster Duck. West Coast pond representin’. One wing up… One wing down… Head bobbin’… Feet waddlin’… QUACK QUACK… That’s how we do it.
