Oooh! and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for In this corner, weighing 175 pounds, with a of 17 rapes 400 assaults, and 4 murders, the undisputed, diabolical in the world, Slim Shady!
So crack a bottle, let your body Don't act a snobby model You just hit the Uh oh uh oh, bitches in my Tahoe Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got
Now the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so of them and there's really not that many of us love us and my posse's kicking up dust It's on the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
Ok, go Back Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk Picture us, you'll be another one bit the dust Just one up my mother's son who got under the bus Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese under my nuts It disgusts me to see the the way that it looks It's a must, I redeem my and haters get mushed Bitches lust, man love me when I'm laying the cut Missed the cut, the lady give a eighty paper cut
Now picture us, it's ridiculous you at the thought Cuz when I the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works time Every verse, line, as simple as nursery rhymes It's elementary, the elephants have the room I venture to say with the center of attention its Not to mention back with a vengeance, so the signal Of the bat symbol, the platinum is back on you hoes
So crack a bottle, let body waddle act like a snobby model You hit the lotto Uh oh uh oh, bitches hopping in my Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got
Now the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that of us And ladies love us and my kicking up dust It's on the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
They see low rider go by they're like "Oh my!" You ain't got to me why you're sick cuz I know why I dip through in six trey like sick 'em Dre I'm an itch that they can't scratch, sick of me But hey, else can I say? I love LA Cuz over and above all, it's just day And this one begins where the last one Pick up we left off and get smashed again
I'll be dammed, just fucked around and crashed my Driving around with a front end Let's that one in Grab another one from out the The Monte Carlo, El or the El Dorado The hell if I Do I leather seats or vinyl? Decisions, decisions, garage like Precision Collision Or Maico beats like Waco Just keep the bass low, speakers away from your though
So crack a bottle, let body waddle Don't act a snobby model You just hit the Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe Got one riding and no not one of them got gloves
Now where's the Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so many of them and there's not that many of us And ladies love us, my kicking up dust It's on till the break of dawn and we're this party from dusk
And I take great in introducing, 50 Cent
It's bottle bottle The ain't a thang when you party with me Its we into, it's simple We ball out of control like you believe I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Get on, wrapped up and reigned on I'm so through Vietnam, ring the alarm Bring the Chandon, burn marajauan do what you
Nigga on and on the break of what Get the man I'm caking you know I don't give a fuck I it like it don't mean nothing it like its supposed to be blown Motherfucker I'm I stunt I style I the shit I gets what the fuck I want, so I trick? Fat ass burgundy bags, classy Jimmy Cho shoes I say move a bitch
So crack a bottle, let your body Don't act a snobby model You just hit the Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe Got one shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
Now the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? I noticed there's so of them and there's really not that many of us And ladies love us, my kicking up dust It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting party from dusk