Eminem - Crack A Bottle (Feat. Dr.Dre & 50 Cent)

(lyrics by 都市神話@MaxRNB!)

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Ooww 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!



Chorus : Eminem

So crack a bottle, let your body waddle

Don’t act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto

O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe

Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got close

Now where’s the robbers? Whose got the robbers?

I noticed there’s so many of them

and there’s really not that many of us.

Ladies love us and my butt is 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, mister elephant tusk

Fix your must, you'll just be another one bit the dust

Just one up my mothers son who got thrown under the bus

Kiss my butt. Lick from under cheese from under my nuts

It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks

Its a must I redeem my name 'n' haters get mushed.

Bitches lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut.

Fist the cut. The lady give her eighty some paper cut.

Now picture us. Its ridiculous you curse at the thought

Cuz when I spit the verse the shit

gets worse and worse cuz your soft

If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time

Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes

Its elementary. The elephants have entered the room.

I venture to say with the center of attention its true

Not to mention back with a vengeance so heres the signal

Of the bat symbol. The platinum trio's back on you hoes.





So crack a bottle, let your body waddle.

Don't act like a snobby model.

You just hit the lotto.

O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe .

Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got close

Now wheres the robbers? Whose got the robbers?

I noticed theres so many of them

and there's really not that many of us.

Ladies love us and my butt is kicking up dust.

Its on till the break of dawn

and were starting this party from dusk.



Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre





They see that low rider go by there, like Oh my!

You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cuz I know why.

I dip through in that six trey like sick em Dre.

I'm an itch that they cant scratch, they're sick of me.

But hey, what else can I say? I love LA.

Cuz over and above all, its 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 dammed, just fucked 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 Dorado

The hell if I know.

Do I want leather seats or vinyl?

Decisions, decision

Garage looks like precision collision.

Or maico 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.

O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe .