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Eminem Feat. Dr Dre, 50 Cent - Crack A Bottle

Album: Relapse
Recording Year: 2009

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[ Intro ]

Ooww Ladies and gentlemen
The moment youíve all been waiting forÖ
In this corner : weighing 175 pounds
with a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4 murders
the undisputed, most diabolic villain in the world Ė Slim Shady

[ Chorus ]

So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Donít act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh Uh-oh, bitch3s hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
Now whereís the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I notice thereís so many of them
and thereís really not that many of us.
And ladies love us, my posseís kicking up dust.
Itís on till the break of dawn
and weíre starting this party from dusk

[ Verse 1 ]

Back wit Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
Picture us, youíll just be another one bit the dust
Just one of my mothers sons who got thrown under the bus
Kiss my butt. Lick the fumunda cheese from under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
Its a must I redeem my name n haters get mushed.
Bitch3s lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut.
Fist the cup. The lady gave her eighty some paper cut.
Now picture us. Its ridiculous you curse at the thought
Cuz when I spit the verse the sh-t
gets worse then worcestershire sauce
If I could fit the words as 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 weíre the center of attention its true
Not to mention back with a vengeance so hereís the signal
Of the bat symbol. The platinum trioís back on you hoes.

[ Chorus ]

[ Verse 2 ] [ Dr Dre ]

They see that low rider go by theyíre, like Oh my!
You ainít got to tell me why youíre sick cuz I know why.
I dip through in that six trey like sick em Dre.
Iím an itch that they cant scratch, they 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.
Iíll be dammed, just f*cked around and crashed my Benz.
Driving 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 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 ]

[ Verse 3 ] [ 50 Cent ]

Itís bottle after bottle
The money ainít a thang when you party with me
Its what we into its simple
We ball out of control like you wouldnít believe
Iím the napalm the bomb the don iím King Kong
Get rolled on wrapped up and reigned on
Iím so calm through Vietnam ring the alarm
Bring the shaun dawn burn marajauan do what you want
Nigga on and on till the break of what
Get the paper man iím caking you know i donít give a f*ck
I spend it like it donít mean nothing
Blow it like its supposed to be blown
Motherf*cker iím grown
I stunt i style i flash the sh-t
I gets what the f*ck i want so what I trick
Fat ass burgundy bags classy sh-t Jimmy Cho shoes
I say move a bitch move

[ Chorus ]


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