Eminem - Crack A Bottle (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Eminem - Crack A Bottle (en) şarkı sözleri
Oh, 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 four murders
The undisputed, most diabolical
villain in the world
Slim shady!
So crack a bottle, let
your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby model,
you just hit the lotto
O-oh, o-oh, bitches hoppin'
in my tahoe
Got one ridin' shotgun and no,
not one of 'em got clothes
Now, where's the rubbers?
Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed
there's so many of 'em
And there's really not
that many of us
And ladies love us, my posse's
kickin' up dust
It's on 'til the break
of dawn
And we're starting this
party from dusk
Back with andre the giant,
mr. Elephant tusk
Fix your musk, you'll be just
another one bit the dust
Just one of my mother's sons who
got thrown under the bus
Kiss my butt, lick from unda
cheese from under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the game
the way that it looks
It's 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
eighty-some paper cuts
Now picture us; it's 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, it's picture
perfect, works every time
Every verse, every line, as
simple as nursery rhymes
It's elementary, the elephants
have entered the room
I venture to say we're the center
of attention, it's true
Not to mention back with a vengeance,
so hence the signal
Of the bat symbol, the platinum
trio's back on you hoes
Don't act like a snobby model
you just hit the lotto
O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping
in my tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no
not one of 'em got clothes
Now where's the rubbers?
Who's got the rubbers?
I notice
there's so many of 'em
And ladies love us, my posse's
kicking up dust
It's on 'til
the break of dawn
Ladies and gentleman
dr. Dre
They see that low rider go by,
they're like, "oh my!"
You ain't got to tell me why you're
sick, 'cause I know why
I dip through in that six -trey,
like, "sick 'em, dre!"
I'm an itch that they can't scratch,
they're sick of me
But hey, what else can
I say? I love l.a.
'Cause over and above all,
it's 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
Drivin' 'round with a smashed front
end, let's 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
Got one riding shotgun and no,
not one of 'em got clothes
It's a pleasure to
introduced 50 cent
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thang when
you party with me
It's what we
into, it's simple
We ball out of control like
you wouldn't believe
I'm the napalm, the bomb,
the don, I'm king kong
Get rolled on, wrapped
up and reigned on
I'm 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, I'm cakin',
you know I don't give a fuck
I spend it like it don't
mean nothin'
Blow it like it's supposed
to be blown
Motherfucker, I'm grown
I stunt, I style, I flash
the shit
I gets what the fuck I want,
so what I trick?
Fat-ass birkin bags,
some classy shit
Jimmy choo shoes; I say,
"move", a bitch move
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