Dr DreBad Intentions

(Super ugly!) Put your cups up, get your smoke in Baby, we partyin, ain't nobody loc'n Who you provokin, what you want now? Take a look around, it's pimp s**t goin down It's a lot of b*****s, a whole lot of freaks Top notch hoes, they flock in every week What you wan' do, get your next thrill Take an X pill, how the s** feel? Damn you lookin good, all ten of y'all Wwanna roll (yeaaah!), I'm dickin y'all Keep your face down (ooh), keep your a** up (ohhh) You know what your doin (ooooh), keep that s**t movin (yeah) Keep them titties jumpin, keep the Henny comin Every b***h in here need to be touchin somethin I know they like it hot, that's why I keep it hot So how the f**k could they not want a piece of Doc? (Chorus: Knoc-turn'al) I don't give a f**k 'cause I'm just drinkin, smokin, straight west-coastin B*****s puttin a** in motion, p***y poppin, s** promotin Got a car? [Raise it up] Got a blunt? [Blaze it up] That's your b***h? [On these nuts] Really I don't...[Give a fuck] All I really know your hoe wants to be with me and she ain't playin And what I'm sayin (she creams with me) And screams between the sheets Soon as the door close I make 'em curl toes, they all wanna get chose We never love y'all, my n****s all macks We sip a lot of Yak, f**k and never call back Pack women in the club until it's pitch black Thugs on their block wonderin where their b***h at Where you think n***a? She with the Aftermath Called her house, she ain't home, she with Aftermath No talkin, f**k how your day go You want d**k (yeeeaah!), will b***h say so Don't be shy now, probably the best at it They say a party ain't a party until the west at it Gravitate to the Doc like it's automatic Take your clothes off, make me wanna grab it Turn around with it, make me wanna stab it (yeaah) Time to get it crackin, show me them bad habits (oooh) [Chorus:] When she's all alone she sneaks out to be with me And what I'm sayin is she ain't playin (she creams with me) And sleeps between the sheets Yeah, Aftermath, Doc Dre, 5-star surgeon general (yeaaah!) Nocturnal, L. A. Confidential (yeaaah!) What up Infinite, Mohagony droppin the instrumental (yeaaah!) Do the math, Aftermath gets the last laugh (yeaaah!)
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