[Intro Eminem 50 Cent] Oh! Ladies and gentlemen The moment youve all been waiting for In this corner, weighing 175 pounds With a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4 murders The undisputed, most diabolical villain in the world Slim Shady! Lets go! [Chorus Eminem] So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Dont act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto Ohoh, ohoh, bitches hoppin in my Tahoe Got one ridin shotgun and no, not one of em got clothes Now, wheres the rubbers? Whos got the rubbers? I noticed theres so many of em And theres really not that many of us And ladies love us, my posses kickin up dust Its on til the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk [Interlude Eminem] Okay, lets go! [Verse 1 Eminem] Back with Andre the Giant, Mr. Elephant Tusk Fix your musk, youll be just another one bit the dust Just one of my mothers sons who got thrown under the bus Kiss my butt, lick fromunda cheese from under my nuts It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks Its a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed Bitches lust, man, they love me when I lay in the cut Fisticuffs, the lady give her eightysome paper cuts Now picture us its ridiculous, you curse at the thought Cause when I spit the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce If I could fit the words, its picture perfect, works every time Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes Its elementary, the elephants have entered the room I venture to say were the center of attention, its true Not to mention back with a vengeance, so hence the signal Of the bat symbol, the platinum trios back on you hoes [Chorus Eminem] So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Dont act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto Ohoh, ohoh, bitches hoppin in my Tahoe Got one ridin shotgun and no, not one of em got clothes Now, wheres the rubbers? Whos got the rubbers? I noticed theres so many of em And theres really not that many of us And ladies love us, my posses kickin up dust Its on til the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk [Break 1 Eminem] Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre! [Verse 2 Dr. Dre] They see that low rider go by, theyre like, Oh my! You aint got to tell me why youre sick cause I know why I dip through in that SixTrey like, Sick em, Dre! Im an itch that they cant scratch, theyre sick of me But hey, what else can I say? I love L.A. Cause over and above all, its just another day And this one begins where the last one ends Pick up where we left off and get smashed again Ill be damned, just fucked around and crashed my Benz Drivin round with a smashed front end, lets cash that one in Grab another one from out the stable The Monte Carlo, El Camino, or the El Dorado? The hell if I know, do I want leather seats or vinyl? Decisions, decisions, garage looks like Precision Collision Or Maaco, beats quake like Waco Just keep the bass low, speakers away from your face though [Chorus Eminem] So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Dont act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto Ohoh, ohoh, bitches hoppin in my Tahoe Got one ridin shotgun and no, not one of em got clothes Now, wheres the rubbers? Whos got the rubbers? I noticed theres so many of em And theres really not that many of us And ladies love us, my posses kickin up dust Its on til the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk [Break 2 Eminem] And I take great pleasure in introducing 50 Cent! [Verse 3 50 Cent] Its bottle after bottle The money aint a thing when you party with me Its what we into, its simple We ball out of control like you wouldnt believe Im the napalm, the bomb, the Don, Im King Kong Get rolled on, wrapped up, and reigned on Im so calm, through Vietnam, ring the alarm Bring the Chandon, burn marijuan, do what you want Nigga, on and on til the break of what? Get the paper, man, Im cakin, you know I dont give a fuck I spend it like it dont mean nothin Blow it like its supposed to be blown, motherfucker, Im grown I stunt, I style, I flash the shit Uh huh I gets what the fuck I want, so what I trick? Yeah Fatass Birkin bags, some classy shit Haha Jimmy Choo shoes I say, Move, a bitch move [Chorus Eminem] So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Dont act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto Ohoh, ohoh, bitches hoppin in my Tahoe Got one ridin shotgun and no, not one of em got clothes Now, wheres the rubbers? Whos got the rubbers? I noticed theres so many of em And theres really not that many of us And ladies love us, my posses kickin up dust Its on til the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk
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