Crack A Bottle

Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for! In this corner weighing 175 pounds with a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4 murders, the undisputed most diabolical villain in the world: Slim Shady!

So crack a bottle let your body waddle,
Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto?
Uh-oh uh-oh bitches hopping in my Tahoe,
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes,
Now where's the rubbers who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us,
And ladies love us my posse's kicking up dust,
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk.

Ok, let's go!

Back when Andre the Giant Mr. Elephant Tusk,
Fix you must you'll be just another one bit the dust,
Just one of my Mother's sons who got thrown under the bus,
Kiss my butt lick fromunda cheese from under my nuts.

It disgusts me to see the Game the way that it looks,
It's a must I redeem my name and haters get mushed,
Bitches lust man they love me when I lay in the cut,
Fist the cup the lady give her 80 some paper cut.

Now picture us it's ridiculous you curse at the thought,
Cause when I spit the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce,
If I could fit the words as picture perfect works every time,
Every verse/every line as simple as nursery rhymes it's elementary.

The elephants have entered the room I venture to say we're the center of attention it's true,
Not to mention back with a vengeance so here's the signal of the Bat symbol,
The platinum trio's back on you Ho's.

So crack a bottle let your body waddle,
Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto?
Uh-oh uh-oh bitches hopping in my Tahoe,
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes,
Now where's the rubbers who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us,
And ladies love us my posse's kicking up dust,
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk.

Ladies and Gentlemen: Dr. Dre!

They see that low rider go by they're like oh my!
You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cause I know why
I dip through in that six trey like sick them Dre!
I'm an itch that they can't scratch they're sick of me.

But hey what else can I say I love LA!
Cause over and above all it's just another day,
And this one begins where the last one ends,
Pick up where we left off and get smashed again.

I'll be damned just fucked around and crashed my Benz,
Driving around with a smashed front end let's 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.

So crack a bottle let your body waddle,
Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto?
Uh-oh uh-oh bitches hopping in my Tahoe,
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes,
Now where's the rubbers who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us,
And ladies love us my posse's kicking up dust,
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk.

And I take great pleasure in introducing: 50 Cent!

It's bottle after bottle the money ain't a thing when you party with me,
It's what we into it's simple we ball out of control like you wouldn't believe,
I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Kong,
Get rolled on wrapped up and reigned on I'm so calm through Vietnam ring the alarm!

Bring the Sean Don burn marajuan,
Do what you want Nigga on and on till the break of what?!
Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't give a fuck.

I spend it like it don't mean nothing,
Blow it like it's supposed to be blown,
Motherfucker I'm grown I stunt!
I style I flash the shit!
I gets what the fuck I want so what I trick,
Fat-ass Birkin Bags classy shit Jimmy Choo shoes I say move-a-bitch, move.

So crack a bottle let your body waddle,
Don't act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto?
Uh-oh uh-oh bitches hopping in my Tahoe,
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes,
Now where's the rubbers who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us,
And ladies love us my posse's kicking up dust,
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk.