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Dr Dre - Bad Intentions

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Versuri Dr Dre - Bad 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 shit goin down 
It's a lot of bitches, 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? 
Damn you lookin good, all ten of y'all 
Wwanna roll (yeaaah!), I'm dickin y'all 
Keep your face down (ooh), keep your ass up (ohhh) 
You know what your doin (ooooh), keep that shit movin (yeah) 
Keep them titties jumpin, keep the Henny comin 
Every bitch in here need to be touchin somethin 
I know they like it hot, that's why I keep it hot 
So how the fuck could they not want a piece of Doc? 
[Chorus: Knoc-turn'al] 
I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm just drinkin, smokin, straight west-coastin 
Bitches puttin ass in motion, pussy poppin, sex promotin 
Got a car? [Raise it up] 
Got a blunt? [Blaze it up] 
That's your bitch? [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 niggas all macks 
We sip a lot of Yak, fuck and never call back 
Pack women in the club until it's pitch black 
Thugs on their block wonderin where their bitch at 
Where you think nigga? She with the Aftermath 
Called her house, she ain't home, she with Aftermath 
No talkin, fuck how your day go 
You want dick (yeeeaah!), will bitch 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) 
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!) 
[Thanks to  for these lyrics]