She Does It Best

Hi My name is... not Eminem They want to know Who's that girl Not eve It's me, mainstream With a catch kinda like Shines Arrest Why? Because I'm coming out my closet And nothing anybody does can stop it Dear Mama I'm sorry they call me Big Papa But I'm so damn cute all these ladies want to Take their shirts off and wave em round and round in the air Like a helicopter And all these dudes wanna Study my game but they'll never understand it like Madonna's fame So you better Move bitch, get out the way Cause I'm so damn gay and I display skills for days Trying to get paid like Anna Nichol Never Gucci clothes Strictly triple 5 soul I turned to Fat Joe and told him that my flow was more tight Than the thongs in San Francisco's video (Its the G-O-D the D-E-S She does it best Yes God-des she does it best Its the G-O-D the D-E-S She does it best Yes God-des she does it bestIts the G-O-D the D-E-S She does it best Yes God-des she does it best It's the G-O-D it's god-des) I'm not H to the izzle I'm D to the dizzay I called up Macy Grey but she forgot what to say I asked Justin Timberlake If they know just hit was a mistake He looked pissed That's not a dis that's a question I learned my lesson Like North Korea's confession I'm sorry Mr. Jackson for humping your girl then dumping your girl But now she got common sense in the world I got diamonds and pearls, but I'm not Prince I'm more like Mary Flynn Even more like TLC cause I creeped yeah right in the hands of P Diddy Til he narked on me You had a girl but she ran ran ran Right into the hands of another man and then a different one Hey, yo, Jenny He's no fun You need to get with me (cause I'm real) Tough my butt feel (Its the G-O-D the D-E-S She does it best Yes God-des she does it best Its the G-O-D the D-E-S She does it best Yes God-des she does it bestIts the G-O-D the D-E-S She does it best Yes God-des she does it best It's the G-O-D it's god-des) Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay Where my girls at? I know you love this track You got your stereo set to play it back I won't crack like the kids on American Idol I won the title cause I'm the only judge Whatever Simon says, It won't make me budge I won't hold on to a grudge like I'm Suge Knight Ay! Yo, dog, I don't wanna fight I wanna light up the stage Make drama like a Shakespeare play Name a holiday after me: the G-O-D-des You'll never catch me in a dress The only dress you'll ever find was the one on your girl's behind Damn! She's fine And she's always there when I call And she's always on time And while you all pray to god, Your lady's prayin to my shrine, Homie (Its the G-O-D the D-E-S She does it best Yes God-des she does it best Its the G-O-D the D-E-S She does it best Yes God-des she does it bestIts the G-O-D the D-E-S She does it best Yes God-des she does it best It's the G-O-D it's god-des)