Lyrics:
thighs do
How that back move
What them eyes do
Staring at a nigga
Think I wanna try you
I'm staring at that bitch
I think I wanna buy you
Slim waste,
record, them broke niggas insane
Y'all need to get together, and be the We Hate Slim Thug gang
Talking down on my name, so I'm punishing fools
I understand
Who sing this?"
"Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit"
It was predicted by a medic
Grindtime (oh the mercy)
Yo one time for yo man this is Grindtime check and (Welcome To The Grindhouse!) And we gonna do it West Indian Style for you
minutes six Minutes six
Minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!
"Just a feeling I've got like
Something is about to happen
But I don't know what if that means what
waist
Money on thick
Money on thick
Slim her waist
Just call on me and lets fuck a while
Call on me and lets take it down
Call on me when you see me
the feeling was mutual no need to converse
Rather we turned our ears to the setting sun
It bids us goodbye at the top of its lungs
Awful slim chances of you
And no matter how hard I try
You keep on running
Girl I know you want something
And I’m damn sure girl you need one thing
Baby let me give you magic
hack of a Bob Saget-y act is embarrassing
You're the saddest thing to happen to Magic since The Gathering
I'm hanging by my ankles, on a crane I dangle
I
contact (prolonged eye contact)
Lick your lips to make it more comforting
Do you want to see a magic trick?
Do you want to see a magic trick?
Do you
know I need to be loved by you
You know I need to be hugged by you
And I can't wait to be touched by you
'Cause I need to be, 'cause I need to be
feelin' like I'm chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z
Jig is up, you
good, man, I'm feelin' fantastic
Counting up the paper rubber bands so elastic
Yeah, ballin' in L.A., man, I'm feelin' like I'm Magic
MJ through
(Just time)
Yea I be talking bout Godzilla zilla till maybe
And the real slim shady can stand up, can stand up, can stand up (Stupid kelly)
You are like
in my bed
I know she wanna get down
I can tell by how she movin' and the way that she talk with her hips
Baby do you wanna skip town?
We don't need
put you out (I got 'em, get 'em)
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man (uh-uh)
He-man, ski mask,
put you out (I got 'em, get 'em)
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man (uh-uh)
He-man, ski mask,
fall into my void and make it
Just so you could see you fucking had it
Doom on heart conflict automatic
I cannot abide by your retro magic
Way two three
a big behind
I need a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist with a big behind
You want this money then you gotta be a
Bad bitch
Shake
clockin some dough!
She say she got a old man,that ain't never stop me before!
You can tell nigga,we some G's and Mack's because G's and Mack's
Usually ride
nigga, I get it, yeah, I'm on the way
Tip of the Texas, yeah, there's no delay
Told him I need that piece by Johnny Dang
Down in the valley, you know we
need another oh no!
Wetin you want i go buy for you o, tell all your friends you be my lady o, no go let another man come through o yea yea oh no!
I
my ride or die
I jus need you here right by my side
I'm gon name this song right after you because
I can feel the magic that happened between us
I want
better make way
How in the fuck you gonna tell
This man not to be violent?
Cause he don't need to go the
Same route that I went
Been there, done that, aw
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