Eminem - Crack A Bottle (FINAL WORKING VERSION)Thu, 08 Jan 2009 23:29:42 -0800 by
TheM0dGuyHad to be fast forward to keep the copy right from stopping this video stupid A$$ UMG wont let youtube play this songEminem - Crack A Bottle Lyrics :-Oooh! 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 diabolic villain in the world, Slim Shady!So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.Dont 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 glovesNow wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?I noticed theres so many of them and theres really not that many of us.Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust.Its on till the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk.Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. DreThey see that low rider go by there, like Oh my!You aint got to tell me why youre sick cuz I know why.I dip through in that six trey like sick em Dre.Im an itch that they cant scratch, theyre sick of me.But hey, what else can I say? I love LA.Cuz over and above all, its just another dayAnd this one begins where the last one ends.Pick up where we left off and get smashed again.Ill be dammed, just ****** around and crashed my Benz.Driving around with a smashed front end.Lets cash that one in.Grab another one from out the stable.The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Derado.The hell if I knowdo I want leather seats or vinyl?Decisions, decisions. Garage looks like precision collisionOr maico beats quake like Waco.Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though.So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.Dont 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 glovesNow wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?I noticed theres so many of them and theres really not that many of us.Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust.Its on till the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk.Back when Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk.Picture us, youll just be another one bit the dust .Just one up my mothers son who got thrown under the bus.Kiss my butt. Lick my wonder cheese from under my nuts.It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looksIts a must I redeem my name n haters get mushed (?).Bitches lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut.Missed the cut. The lady give a (?) some paper cut.Now picture us. Its ridiculous you curse at the thoughtCuz when I spit the verse the **** gets worse and worcertshire sauceIf I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every timeEvery verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymesIts elementary. The elephants have entered the room.I venture to say with the same repetition is trueNot to mention back with a vengeance and hit the signalOf the bat symbol. The platinum trio is back on you hoes.So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.Dont 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 glovesNow wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?I noticed theres so many of them and theres really not that many of us.Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust.Its on till the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk.Its sorta like pourin Draino down a live volcano.You never know whatll happen next, it may blow.Same things happen to the beats when Dre blowsI talk ****, but my dicks long as my payrollI get *** like a ball player, but Im a boss playerPimpin hoes from here to Australia.Till I get heart failure.Look at ya half of yall, all scared.Other half, hands up in the air, like Awww yeah.This is our year. This is what you call sheer talent, but I think at this point its just obviousFierce, they say my musics good for all queersCuz I make your ear ring *****. Ears and all ears (?).Call us the mafia. We got the ****** mob here.Gimme the hate and Ill feed off of yas all year.****, Im just doing my job here.You dont want problem, do ya?**** it, Ill even crack a bottle for ya.So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.Dont 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 glovesNow wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?I noticed theres so many of them and theres really not that many of us.Ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust.Its on till the break of dawn and were starting this party from dusk
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