| 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 |
