CRACK A BOTTLE
Ohhh Ladies and gentlemen
The moment you've 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!
Chorus : Eminem
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don’t act like a snobby model , you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, bitches hoppin' in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no ,not one of 'em got clothes
So where’s the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed there’s so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
And ladies love us , my posse’s kicking up dust.
It’s on till the break of dawn
and we’re starting this party from dusk
Ok .. let's go
Eminem
Back when Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
Fix your must, you'll just be another one bit the dust
Just one up my mothers son who got thrown under the bus
Kiss my butt. Lick the under cheese from under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
Its a must I redeem my name an haters get mushed.
Bitch's lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut.
Fist the cup. This lady gave her eighty some paper cuts.
Now picture us. Its ridiculous you curse at the thought
Cuz when I spit the verse the shit
gets worse and worse cuz your soft
If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
Every verse, every line, simple as nursery rhymes
Its elementary. The elephants have entered the room.
I venture to say with the center of attention its true
Not to mention back with a vengeance so heres the signal
Of the bat symbol. The platinum trio's back on you hoes.
Chorus : Eminem
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don’t act like a snobby model , you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, bitches hoppin in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no , not one of 'em got clothes
So where’s the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed there’s so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
And ladies love us , my posse’s kicking up dust.
It’s on till the break of dawn
and we’re starting this party from dusk
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
Dr Dre
They see that low rider go by there, they like Oh my!
You aint got to tell me why you'e sick cuz I know why.
I dip through in that six trey like sick em Dre.
Im an itch that they cant scratch, they're sick of me.
But hey, what else can I say? I love LA.
Cuz 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.
I'll be damned, just fucked around and crashed my Benz.
Drive around 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 Derado
The hell if I know.
Do I want leather seats or vinyl?
Decisions, decision
Garage looks like precision collision.
Or maico 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
Don’t act like a snobby model , you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, bitches hoppin' in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no , not one of 'em got clothes
Now where’s the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed there’s so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
And ladies love us , my posse’s kicking up dust.
It’s on till the break of dawn
and we’re starting this party from dusk
And I take great pleasure in introducing: 50 Cent
50 Cent
It's bottle after bottle
The money aint a thang when you party with me
Its what we into its simple
We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe
Im the napalm im the bomb the don im king kong
Get rolled on wrapped up and rained on
Im so calm through vietnam ring the alarm
Bring the shaun dawn burn marajaun do what you want
Nigga on and on and till the break of what
Get the paper man im caking you know i dont give a fuck
I spend it like it dont mean nothing
Blow it like its supposed to be blown
Mother fucker im grown
I stunt i style i flash that shit
I get what the fuck i want so what i trick
Fat ass burgandy bags classy shit jimmy chu shoes
I say move a bitch move
Chorus : Eminem
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don’t act like a snobby model , you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, bitches hoppin in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no , not one of 'em got clothes
So where’s the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed there’s so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
And ladies love us , my posse’s kicking up dust.
It’s on till the break of dawn
and we’re starting this party from dusk