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Put cups up, get your smoke in
Baby, we partyin', ain't loc'n
Who you provokin', what you want
Take a look around, it's pimp shit goin'
It's a lot of bitches, a whole lot of
Top notch hoes, flock in every week
What you wan' do, get next thrill
an X pill, how the sex feel?

Damn you lookin' good, all ten of
Wanna roll, I'm dickin'
Keep your face down, keep ass up
You know you're doin', keep that shit movin'
Keep them jumpin', keep the Henny comin'
Every bitch in here to be touchin' somethin'
I they like it hot, that's why I keep it hot
So how the fuck could they not a piece of Doc?

I don't a fuck 'cuz I'm just
Drinkin', smokin', straight
Bitches puttin' ass in
poppin', sex promotin'

Got a
(Raise it up)
Got a
(Blaze it up)
That's bitch?
(On nuts)
Really I
(Give a fuck)

All I really is your hoe wants to be with me
And she playin' and what I'm sayin'
(She creeps me)
And sleeps between the

as the door close
I make 'em curl toes, they all wanna get
We never love y'all, my niggas all
We sip a lot of Yak, fuck and never back
Pack women in the club 'til it's pitch
Thugs on their block wonderin' their bitch at
Where you think She with the Aftermath
Called her house, she ain't home, she with

No talkin', how your day go
You dick, will bitch say so?
Don't be shy now, the best at it
They say a party a party 'til the vest at it
to the Doc like it's automatic
Take clothes off, make me wanna grab it
Turn around with it, me wanna stab it
Time to get it crackin', show me bad habits

I don't give a fuck 'cuz I'm
Drinkin', smokin', West-coastin'
Bitches ass in motion
poppin', sex promotin'

Got a
(Raise it up)
Got a
(Blaze it up)
That's your
(On nuts)
Really I
(Give a fuck)

All I really know is your hoe wants to be me
And she ain't playin' and what I'm
(She creeps me)
And sleeps the sheets

When she's all alone she sneaks out to be me
And I'm sayin' is she ain't playin'
(She with me)
And sleeps between the

Yeah, Aftermath, Doc Dre, 5-star general
Nocturnal, L.A.
What up Infinite, droppin' the instrumental
Do the math, gets the last laugh