Dr.Dre - Bad Intentions

(Super ugly!)

Dr. Dre
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 girls, 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 sex feel?
d*mn you lookin good, all ten of y'all
Wwanna roll (yeaaah!), I'm d*ckin y'all
Keep your face down (ooh), keep your as* up (ohhh)
You know what your doin (ooooh), keep that s**t movin (yeah)
Keep them t*ts jumpin, keep the Henny comin
Every b*tch in here need to be touchin somethin
I know they like it hot, that's why I keep it hot
So how the fk could they not want a piece of Doc?

Chorus: Knoc-turn'al
I don't give a fk 'cause I'm just
drinkin, smokin, straight West-coastin
girls puttin as* in motion
p*ssy poppin, sex promotin
Got a cup? Raise it up
Got a blunt? Blaze it up
That's your b*tch? On these nuts
Really I don't...Give a fk
All I really know is your hoe wants to be with me, and she ain't playin
And what I'm sayin (she creeps with me)
And sleeps, between the sheets

Dr. Dre
Soon as the door close
I make 'em curl toes, they all wanna get chose
We never love y'all, my all macks
We sip a lot of Yak, fk and never call back
Pack women in the club until it's pitch black
Thugs on their block wonderin where their b*tch at
Where you think nigg*? She with the Aftermath
Called her house, she ain't home, she with Aftermath
No talkin, fk how your day go
You want d*ck (yeeeaah!), will b*tch 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

Knoc-turn'al
When she's all alone she sneaks out to be with me
And what I'm sayin is she ain't playin (she creeps with me)
And sleeps, between the sheets

Dr. Dre
Yeah, Aftermath, Doc Dre, 5-star surgeon general (yeaaah!)
Nocturnal, L.A. Confidential (yeaaah!)
What up Infinite, Mahagony droppin the instrumental (yeaaah!)
Do the math, Aftermath gets the last laugh (yeaaah!)

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