Dr. Dre - f** You lyrics

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 your 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 soulmate 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 Hitman hit it; damn b**hes Man, this is what I'm talkin about Chicken head, chicken fed, with a dick in yo 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 touching and rubbing girl You've got a husband who loves you Don't need you all in mine I just wanna f** you We can't be kissing and hugging girl You've 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 come quick help you redecorate 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 Then 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 wanted You can give me some head, but keep the breakfast in bed I'd rather spend my mornin digging through some records instead But, tonight I guess it'd be aight if we can touch bases Hookup somewhere and exchange some f** Faces I know your man's looking for ya He's always trying to run ya Don't worry bout me handcuffing girl Cause I just wanna f** witchu On the sneak tip, on some creep sh** So whatcha gon' do, you freak b**h? You acting 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 floor 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 Now she's blowing up my pager, the sh**'s gettin major A favor for a favor, this dick is what I gave her Something to go by and b**hes know why Stuff dick in they mouth and then I'm out (see-ya!) 24/7, Dre, Snoop and Devin We serving these hoes and never loving these hoes