Intro: A Ab Oh! Ladies and gentlemen Dbm The moment you've all been waiting for A Ab Dbm In this corner, weighing 175 pounds A Ab Dbm With a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4 murders A Ab Dbm The undisputed, most diabolical villain in the world Slim Shady! -Let's go!- Chorus: A Ab So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Dbm Don't act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto A Ab Oh-oh, oh-oh, xxxxxes hoppin' in my Tahoe Dbm Got one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes A Ab Now, where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? Dbm I noticed there's so many of 'em And there's really not that many of us A Ab And ladies love us, my posse's kickin' up dust Dbm It's on 'til the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk Interlude: -nc- Okay, let's go! Verse 1: A Ab Back with Andre the Giant, Mr. Elephant Tusk Dbm Fix your musk, you'll be just another one bit the dust A Ab Just one of my mother's sons who got thrown under the bus Dbm Kiss my butt, lick fromunda cheese from under my nuts A Ab It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks Dbm It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed A Ab xxxxxes lust, man, they love me when I lay in the cut Dbm Fisticuffs, the lady give her eighty-some paper cuts A Ab Now picture us; it's ridiculous, you curse at the thought Dbm 'Cause when I spit the Verse the xxxx gets worse than Worcestershire sauce A Ab If I could fit the words, it's picture perfect, works every time Dbm Every Verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes A Ab It's elementary, the elephants have entered the room Dbm I venture to say we're the center of attention, it's true A Ab Not to mention back with a vengeance, so hence the signal Dbm Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio's back on you hoes Chorus: A Ab So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Dbm Don't act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto A Ab Oh-oh, oh-oh, xxxxxes hoppin' in my Tahoe Dbm Got one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes A Ab Now, where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? Dbm I noticed there's so many of 'em And there's really not that many of us A Ab And ladies love us, my posse's kickin' up dust Dbm It's on 'til the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk Break 1: -nc- Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre! Verse 2: A Ab They see that low rider go by, they're like, "Oh my!" Dbm You ain't got to tell me why you're sick 'cause I know why A Ab I dip through in that Six-Trey like, "Sick 'em, Dre!" Dbm I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're sick of me A Ab But hey, what else can I say? I love L.A. Dbm 'Cause over and above all, it's just another day A Ab And this one begins where the last one ends Dbm Pick up where we left off and get smashed again A Ab I'll be damned, just xxxxed around and crashed my Benz Dbm A Drivin' around with a smashed front end, let's cash that one in Ab Grab another one from out the stable Dbm The Monte Carlo, El Camino, or the El Dorado? A Ab The hell if I know, do I want leather seats or vinyl? Dbm Decisions, decisions, garage looks like Precision Collision A Ab Or Maaco, beats quake like Waco Dbm Just keep the bass low, speakers away from your face though Chorus: A Ab So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Dbm Don't act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto A Ab Oh-oh, oh-oh, xxxxxes hoppin' in my Tahoe Dbm Got one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes A Ab Now, where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? Dbm I noticed there's so many of 'em And there's really not that many of us A Ab And ladies love us, my posse's kickin' up dust Dbm It's on 'til the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk Break 2: -nc- And I take great pleasure in Introducing 50 Cent! Verse 3: A Ab It's bottle after bottle Dbm The money ain't a thing when you party with me A Ab It's what we into, it's simple Dbm We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe A Ab I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Kong Dbm Get rolled on, wrapped up, and reigned on A Ab I'm so calm, through Vietnam, ring the alarm Dbm Bring the Chandon, burn marijuan', do what you want A Ab xxxxx, on and on 'til the break of what? Dbm Get the paper, man, I'm cakin', you know I don't give a xxxx A Ab I spend it like it don't mean nothin' Dbm Blow it like it's supposed to be blown, motherxxxxer, I'm grown A Ab I stunt, I style, I flash the xxxx -Uh huh- Dbm I gets what the xxxx I want, so what I trick? -Yeah- A Ab Fat-ass Birkin bags, some classy xxxx -Haha- Dbm Jimmy Choo shoes; I say, "Move," a xxxxx move Chorus: A Ab So crack a bottle, let your body waddle Dbm Don't act like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto A Ab Oh-oh, oh-oh, xxxxxes hoppin' in my Tahoe Dbm Got one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes A Ab Now, where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers? Dbm I noticed there's so many of 'em And there's really not that many of us A Ab And ladies love us, my posse's kickin' up dust Dbm Dbm It's on 'til the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk Outro -x6-: | A Ab | Dbm |
