Dr. Dre - fu*k You lyrics
{Hi baby, I know you're under a lot of pressure at your work and all And I do understand, you have no idea how much I understand But you also don't have any idea how much I love you I love you so much, I think about you, I feel you in my arms I miss you, I miss you terribly I've just always wanted someone like you in my life I love you so much, that I'd do anything, I'd do anything I'll be your perfect woman for you} I just wanna f** bad b**hes All them nights I never had b**hes Now I'm all up in that a** b**hes Mad at 'cha boyfriend, ain't 'cha? You'se a bad girl, gotta spank ya Gotta thank ya for that head clinic Explicit, hella photogenic And tell your friends where the dick's at Where they can get hit and won't get back to they soul mate Before you kiss 'em use Colgate She swallowed it! Yeah the b**h took the whole eight And ran with it, then let Mel-Man hit it And Hit the Man hit it; damn b**hes Man, this is what I'm talkin' about Chicken-head, chicken-fed, with a dick in your mouth Out and about with your n***a like it never took place (Airtouched) Next time you need a taste I just wanna f** you No touchin' and rubbin' girl, you got a husband who loves you Don't need you all in mine I just wanna f** you We can't be kissin' and huggin' girl, you got a husband who loves you You need to give him your quality time You got the number, it's on you to make the call You know I cum quick, help you re-decorate your walls Cut your backyard, don't have to act hard to get the co*k And if I'm goin' too far, I take it out and wipe it off And put it back up, and keep going You tryin' to hide it from your husband but I know he be knowin' That your p**y's been tampered with Did you show him the new trick of How you can make it smoke a cancer stick You be workin' it like a dancer b**h, it's hard on me Not to give you all of my time, that you want You can give me some head, but keep the breakfast in bed I'd rather spend my mornin' diggin' through some records instead But, tonight, I guess it'd be aight if we can touch bases Hook-up somewhere and exchange some f** faces I know your man's lookin' for ya, he's always tryin to run ya Don't worry bout me handcuffin' girl cause I just wanna f** witchu f** witchu On the sneak tip, on some creep sh** So whatcha gon' do, ya freak b**h? You, actin', like you don't do dicks That's the kinda b**h I hate f**in' with "Baby was a virgin" that's what she said So I gave her some Hennesey, she gave me some head I f**ed her on the flo', so I wouldn't mess up my bed Then lil' half dead put his dick on her head Take that b**h home, and give her a bone And give her the number to my cellular phone Man, she blowin' up my pager, the sh**'s gettin' major A favor for a favor, this dick is what I gave her Somethin' to go by, and b**hes know why Stuff dick in they mouth, and then I'm out (See ya!) Twenty-fo' seven, Dre, Snoop, and Devin We servin' these hoes, and never lovin' these hoes, beotch! I just wanna f** you No touchin' and rubbin' girl, you got a husband who loves you Don't need you all in mine I just wanna f** you We can't be kissin' and huggin' girl, you got a husband who loves you You need to give him your quality time