Dr. Dre Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Bad Intentions Lyrics

(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)

 

 [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!)