Intro: Dr. Dre      Ai Aiyo Butter is, uhh, Hands-On in the house   Well check it out, put some shit on for em   Let's get it on, kick it   Ha yeah, hell yeah   Yeah that shit sounds dope   Aiyo Kim, what you got to say      Verse 1: Kim of Hands-On      Well boy you're movin me   There's somethin physical about it   The way you're makin me feel   The way you're touching me, can't explain   Oh, I just can't keep still   When you're kissing me it gives me what I need   Hold on tight and baby do it all night (Check it)   This is the part you take my heart to wipe your feet on   I wonder how boy, you make me over      Chorus: Hands-On   Now tell me away, cos I can't stop from how you mean   The things you do to me   Has got my body wanting you more and more   Oh baby, it's got it bad   Your love has got me open      Bridge: Dre      Yeah   No question, kick back, watch my dope eye rise   Still an everyday brother with my eyes on the prize   Take my time analysing every song that dies   Flossin the fliest rides from hits you memorise   Been doin this since days of N.W.A.   Took it to the next level when I use to DJ   Got family and fans from New York to L.A.   They keep it real cos they know that Dre come with Bombay   G's up, ain't nuttin changed, yo freeze up!   When I come thru, player haters, women one-two   The dotted Maxwell from only a minimum of set sales   Clutch your tails for honeys waitin to exhale   Keep writin til the next millenium   Tape one hit when I serve these fiends, stuff mo' potent than Bolivian   Welcome to the Aftermath   Aiyo Crystal, what you got to say?      Verse 2: Crystal of Hands-On      It's like I'm glowing about the animal attraction   That grows between us   And then my friends ask me just where the hell I've been   They think I'm crazy, they don't understand   When you're next to me, I'm lost in ecstasy   Don't let go cos I'm about to explode (Aftermath!)   This is the part you take my heart to wipe your feet on   Baby please don't make me over      Chorus      Interlude: Hands-On      You touch me at the spot   Ooh boy, you got me high (that's right)   And when you're loving me down, I never want you to stop   Just take it easy (say what?)   Baby boy, you babe, you touch the spot   I swear you got me open      Chorus to fade