Drips - Eminem
Intro:
Eminem:
Obie, Yo?
Obie Trice:
I'm sick
Eminem:
Damn, you straight dogg?
Obie Trice - B/W Chorus
*Coughing*
B_tches
Getting sick
Chorus:
That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
All these b_tches on my d_ck
That's how dudes be getting sick
That's how d_cks' be getting drips
Falling victim's to this sh_t
From these b_tches on our d_cks
F_cking chickens with no ribs
That's why I aint got no time
Obie Trice:
Yo, I woke up, f_cked up off the liquor I drunk
I hadda bag of tha skunk, one and last night's tunk
P_ssy residue was on my penis, Denise, from the Cleaners
F_cked me good, you should've seen us
Big booty b_tch, switch unbearable, french role styling, body like a stallion
Sizing up the figure, while my sh_t getting bigger
Debating on to f_ck her, do I wanna be a n_gga
Caressing this b_tch, plus I'm checking out them tits
Sipping on that fine sh_t, I ain't use to buying
I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
Like taking ho's money, but that's another story
For surely your p_ssy on toast, after we toast
Our clothes fell like Bishop and Juice
The womb beater, clean p_ssy eater, inserting my john
In that spot hotter than the hottest block, don't stop!
Response I got when I was knocking it
Clocks steading ticking, kinky finger licking
The cannon, seen us at my temple when she moans
I gotta slow down before I cum soon
And work that n_gga, like a slave owner
When I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to bone her
She foaming at the lips, the ones between the hips
Pubic hair's looking like some sour cream dip
Without the nacho, my d_ck hit the spot though
P_ssy tighter than conditions of his black folks
Being a vinyl stretched, the last part of sex
I bust a fat ass nut - then I woke up next
Like, what the f_ck is going on here?
This b_tch evapourated, p_ssy and all just picked up and vaccated
And now I'm frustrated cause my d_ck was unprotected
And doctor Wesley telling me I ain't really got that sh_t
F_ck
Chorus:
Eminem:
Now I don't wanna hit no women when this chicks got it coming
Someone better get this b_tch before she gets kicked in the stomach
And she's pregnant, but she's egging me on, begging me to throw her
Off the steps on this porch, my only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But why's she shoving me for? Doesn't she love me no more?
Wasn't she hugging me four minutes ago at the door?
Man I'm this close to going toe to toe with this whore
What would you do if she was telling you she wants a divorce
She's having another baby in a month and it's yours
And you found it isn't cause this b_tch has been visiting
Someone else and s_cking his d_ck and kissing you on the lips
When you get back to Michigan, Now the plot has thickend 'n worse
Cause you feel like you've been sticking your f_cking d_ck in a hurse
So your paranoid at every little cold that you get
Ever since they sold you this sh_t, you've been holding your d_ck
So you goto the clinic, sweating every minute your in it
Then the doctor comes out looking like Dennis the Menace *hahahaha*
And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby, it's aids
He ain't even gotta to call in you the office to say it
So you jet back home, cause you gone get that ho
And when you see her, you're gonna bend her f_cking neck back yo
Cause you love her, you never would've expect that blow
Obie told you to scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Jesus, I don't believe this b_tch works at the Cleaner's
Bringing me home diseases swinging from Obie's penis
She's so deceaving, sh_t this ho's a genious
She gee'd us
Chorus:
Outro:
Eminem:
"I'm busy!"
Obie Trice:
Yeah, f_ck these b_tches
Eminem:
F_ck em all"
Obie Trice:
Get money
Eminem:
Ha!
Obie Trice:
Shady Records
Eminem:
Woow!
Obie Trice:
Obie Trice
Eminem mother f_cker
*Hissing sounds*
New millenium sh_t
Yeah
Turn this sh_t off
Turn this sh_t the f_ck off
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