drunken master - we be fuckin' lyrics
[woman orgsaming]
“oh, dre… oh, daddy, please!”
[drunken master while orgasam above is repeated]
“uh, drunken master- yeah, yeah- ’99, we be f-ckin’
wha-wha? remix- we be f-ckin’!
it’s goin’ down- like that?
we be f-ckin’, we be f-ckin’, we be f-ckin’,
we be… we be f-ckin’! we be f-ckin’!
uh, yeah- check it out, wha? wha-wha?!”
[drunken master]
on the ‘lac, hoes don’t know how to act
i’m the mack, hittin’ that thaaang from the back
wit’ a stack of rubbers wit’ ‘cha baby’s mother
workin’ undercover like a motherf-cker
the only drunk hittin’ skins in here wit’ your daughter
got the b-tch doin’ sh-t she don’t think she oughta
spread, eagled in the back of the grand charokee
you know how us n-gg-s be off the hennessy
she been down wit’ me since way back when
drunk off that henn- blowin’ in the wind
let me stick it in in the back of the truck
drunken master’s ready to f-ck- n-gg-, what?!
we be f-ckin’!
everbody likes when ‘dem hoes suck somethin’
to show they ain’t frontin’
keep b-mpin’ ’cause dre got ‘ya f-ckin’ and suckin’
like there ain’t nothin’ wrong
ya got it goin’ on
ha, what? we be f-ckin’!
we be f-ckin’, we be f-ckin’, we be f-ckin’,
we be f-ckin’! player style- drunken master
we be f-ckin’, we be f-ckin’, we be f-ckin’!
uh, yeah- drunkenstyle ’99- what? we be f-ckin’!
we be f-ckin’, we be f-ckin’, wha-wha?!
uh, yo
we just left the key so what’s up now?!
b-tch, d-r-e, double tree ‘bound
headed downtown
runnin’ through these hoes like a crow
‘do you f-ck wit’out a rubba?’ h-llll no!
you can hit the shower while i blaze up this bud
remember, if i call you a b-tch, it’s only love
dubs for all the girls up in this b-tch
especially the ones who be f-ckin’ and sh-t
and suckin’ my d-ck- you beggin’ me to stick it in
and when i bust a nut, she tryin’ to get it stiff again
f-ckin’ me? i’m tryin’ ta f-ck her!
she’s puttin’ in work, now watch her suck squirt (“oh, sh-t”)
show her to the car
and don’t get mad
’cause, baby, this is where we part
ya know dre’s in charge. (“where ya goin’?”)
eastsiiiiide, n-gg-!
i’ll meet you at the t-tty bar
i love it when they take it off and break me off
i love it when they take it off and break me off
i love it when they take it off and break me off
i love it when they take it off and break me off
i love it when they take it off and break me off
i love it when they take it off and break me off
we be f-ckin’! (“f-ckin’! f-ckin’…”)
“drunken master, ’99
we be f-ckin’! whoo!
feelin’ this”
[ice-t on a phone]
“yo, shut up! this is ice-t
all you b-tches out there in detroit betta bring me my
mothaf-ckin’ money when i see y’all
don’t be frontin’, i’ll bust ya up, b-tch- yeah, straight up
drunken master-style, i’m up outta here like i stole somethin’
peace
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