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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter:in
Brian Bailey
Brian Bailey
Songwriter:in
Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.
Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.
Songwriter:in
Devin Copeland
Devin Copeland
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Produzent:in
Mel-Man
Mel-Man
Produzent:in
Richard "Segal" Huredia
Richard "Segal" Huredia
Mischtechniker:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
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 need you, I miss you terribly
I just always wanted someone like you in my life
I love you so much
I'd do anything
I'd do anything
I'll be your perfect woman for you
[Verse 2]
I just wanna **** bad ****
All them nights I never had ****
Now I'm all up in that ****
Mad at your boyfriend, ain't you?
You's a bad girl, gotta spank you
Gotta thank you for that head clinic
Explicit, hella photogenic
And tell your friends where the **** at
Where they can **** and won't get back to they soulmate
Before you kiss 'em, use Colgate
She **** it, yeah the **** took the whole eight
And ran with it, then let Mel-Man **** it
And Hitman **** it, damn ****
Man, this is what I'm talkin' about
Chicken head, chicken fed, with a **** in yo' mouth
Out and about with your **** like it never took place
AirTouch mw
Next time you need a taste
[Verse 3]
I just wanna **** you
No touchin' and rubbin' girl
You got a husband who loves you
Don't need you all in mine
I just wanna **** you
We can't be kissin' and huggin' girl
You got a husband who loves you
You need to give him your quality time
[Verse 4]
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 ****
And I'm goin' too far, I take it **** and put it back up
And keep goin', you tryna hide it from your husband
But I know he be knowin'
That your **** 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, ****, it's hard on me
Not to give you all of my time that you wanted
You can give me some **** but keep the breakfast in bed
I'd rather spend my mornin' diggin' through some records instead
But tonight I guess it'd be a'ight if we can touch bases
Hook up somewhere and exchange some **** faces
I know your man's lookin' for you, he's always tryna run you
Don't worry 'bout me hand cuffin' girl, 'cause I just wanna
[Verse 5]
**** witchu
On the sneak tip, on some creep ****
So what you gon' do, you freak ****?
Actin' like you don't do ****
That's the kinda **** I hate **** with
Baby was a virgin, that's what she said
So I gave her some ****, she gave me some ****
I **** on the floor so I wouldn't mess up my bed
Then Little half dead put his **** on her head
Take that **** home and give her a ****
And give her the number to my cellular phone
Now she blowin' up my pager, the **** gettin' major
A favor for a favor, this **** is what I gave her
Something to go by and **** know why
Stuff **** in they mouth and then I'm out
Twenty four, seven, Dre, Snoop, and Devin
We servin' these **** and never lovin' these ****
[Verse 6]
Now I just wanna **** you
No touchin' and rubbin' girl
You got a husband who loves you
Don't need you all in mine
I just wanna **** you
We can't be kissin' and huggin' girl
You got a husband who loves you
You need to give him your quality time
Written by: Andre Romell Young, Brian Bailey, Calvin Broadus, D. Copeland, Snoop Dogg
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