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