| Song | Got Me Open |
| Artist | Dr. Dre |
| Album | Dr. Dre Presents...The Aftermath |
| 作词 : Anderson, Lockhart, McGowan ... | |
| Artist：hands-on f/ dr. dre | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : Anderson, Lockhart, McGowan ... | |
| Artist: handson f dr. dre | |
| Intro: dr. dre | |
| Ai aiyo butter is, uhh, handson 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 handson | |
| 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: handson | |
| 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 onetwo | |
| 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 handson | |
| 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: handson | |
| 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 |