Lyrics:
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 that ass
a mine
And anything at all Weh you want me buy
Me Nuh need fi know di price
Woman you worth every dime
As long as you deh by me side me real happy
A your
name is Slim Shady)
Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!)
Wanna see me stick Nine inch Nails, through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!)
Wanna
that your mine
Like magic magic magic
With just one blink of an eye
Like magic magic magic
I know I caught you by surprise
Like magic magic magic
Won't
phone
Don't approch me with negativity
That's the game you don't wanna play
You will automatically lose
God is the only man I listen to
Magic
I can make
(*talking*)
Say Slim, what's the deal baby
(making this money man) uh-huh, true that true that
Check this out, it's going down over here
slim thick
Money in the bank, girl’ I’m tryna get rich (tryna get rich)
My lifestyle rich
I just need a fat Benz and a bad chick
Cute little gyal
The brother took all he could
This story don't prove that he ain't no good
Possum Slim (my man)
And I don't want you to mess with him
(Feel the spirit moving)
man)
I got it, you could get it (I'm the dope man)
I'm fin to grind, on the block
I'm a dope man, motherfucker
I do my magic, anything you need I
man shut up like Mr. Boombastic I put you in a trance and I do it like magic
So what you say girl, I got a nice back seat
got the glasses tinted
Bad man
done, you're my magic
Give me magic, you're my number one
I'm a magical mystery man
You're a rhyme by Edgar Allan Poe, you're my magic
You're my magic
what you would have is like magic
Now you go ahead and have a crack at it
And after you've got it, and mapped it out
Yup, that's it, exactly
Man, that's
braggin'
To be honest man
I think it's really tragic
To be magic - To be magic
It's like magic
It's like magic
It's like magic
It's like magic
Dear Lord
braggin′
To be honest man
I think it's really tragic
To be magic - To be magic
It′s like magic
It's like magic
It′s like magic
It's like magic
Dear Lord if
(*talking*)
Say Slim, what's the deal baby
(making this money man) uh-huh, true that true that
Check this out, it's going down over here
Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely
Come on baby, take me by my hand
Off you go with the Magic Man
One Two Three Ima need three bitches to slide Throw a Party buss it Down man its time to go ride
All these baddies flying past lookin like
Nicki
I'm talkin' cook, clean, kids, man and swallow a dick
You never see a big ho beggin' for shit (no)
And if you fuck her good she might buy you a whip
shorty since you stay lurking
I'm giving tutorial on twerking
If you really want yours mans
Then you gotta, think fast
Miss you need help on your twerking
families dog
Understand, no matter where your families are
Everybody needs family dog
Raise a hand, you understand me pa
that's what it is, that's my man
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
[Verse 1: Slim]
Tell me why you're here tonight
Are you looking for someone to do you right
I see you standing by yourself
And I heard you
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