D12 - ***** Lyrics
[Intro: Eminem]*****es always be all... gigglin and shit. (come on *****)but they get mad when there favorite song dont come on in the club.catch an attitude and shitwe got one for them. goes like this[Verse 1: Eminem]we wrote a song for the hoesYou like to hear? here it goesA little somethin you probably won't hear on the radioSo when it comes on in the club it's one that everyone knowsAnd if I'm talking to fast it just means you're listening to slowAnd if you listen a little faster maybe you'll catch up, *****Jew Ja Jaw Jaw Da Dun Jew JaYou just made me mess up, *****Bleeb Blab Blah Blah Blah BlahIt don't matter, I'm just blabberingLike you understand what I'm saying AnywayI'm just traveling In one ear and I'm out the otherYou're so *****in drunk all you hear is the Beat da beatI could be sayin anything Get ya ass on the floorWear the same pants that you wore from the day beforeBaby and shake that ass like a whore[Chorus]Yeah i'm talkin to you ***** (get up and dance *****)wiggle that ass ***** (yeah thats it. yeah i called you a *****)what you going to do about it *****?sit there and cry like a little *****? *****.get up and dance ***** (wiggle that ass *****)you little trash ***** (yeah thats it. yeah i called you a trash *****)not trailer trash SWITCHtake the person you with and exchange partners[Verse 2: Kuniva]tell me that it aint no hangin, and ***** callin homeuntill you look at me before you answer the phonewhen i flee, your ass can get as ***** and be as freeas you wanna be freakbut i'm takin the key with me.you aint gonna get shit, so dont even askdisrespect my wishes, i'll beat your asswatch me comin home floor eatin half of your doggy bagand i leave laughin, while you callin me on the ragi'm the type that might cut off the lights when i hitand before she cut them on, Kuniva already SWITCHEDyour ass aint even ridin with Swift unless your goinwhen i'm done, i throw you out and ask you where you goin[Verse 3: Bizarre]Hoe aint the only thing you call a girlSlut, Tramp, (oh, how you doin Cheryl)ever since i was 8, i been startin to hatei said ***** the Ho's, started eatin cheese cakescrambled eggs and steak, strawberrys and grapesdamn that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy)ok, back to the *****es, wash the dishes after thatgive me stitches. a *****in half indian chick, suck my dickthis time tommorow, i wont remember shitgot respect for a player, I got on snoop gatorsand they aint now and laters *****.[Chorus][Verse 4: Kuniva, Kon Artis, Dina Rae]hey baby whats up with youaiiyo your man here with you?nah, you single, i can tell(you came with them hoes didnt you)no you need friends girl, excuse him mr lick it (aiiyo lets get this party crackin these *****es aint got *****es)now you know he didnt mean that (come on you seen that)(she all whinin and shit, get this ***** a kleenex)(what did he say?)nothin, he said you seem stressed(and you got some big breast)and you wearin your nice dress(cuz i was gonna say)(you wasn't gonna say shit)(excuse me?)he said Michael Jackson jus got another face lift(dumb hoe)(oh, nigga!)no, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you tonight(*****, what up though jus ***** for a buck, do somethin strange for change, maybe holla for a dolla, jus hop in the range)(***** both yall niggas)see i was tryin to be polite, stank ass trick (oh someone jackin off tonight)[Verse 5: Proof]why you a ***** but dont chokei say the same to my mommai got Christina, Brittany with me, shitwe bangin Madonnawatch her strip you on that 10 ***** aint got change for a dollarblow your tounge and give kiss on your mouth you came with a condomquick out is the motto and jus swallow breathe, swallow breathe, now swallow these e'si know you moca lotti mommys wont get down on your kneesyou wont some money honey damn you must be outta your weavehit the telly ***** her belly you aint gotta go weakplus you wanna be a mattie you need a lot of more sleepi'm a pimp ***** dont be shy, show me them big titsyour lipstick, i want it smeared all on my limp dickfor instance, busting nuts is only my interestso princess, don't get your feelings hurt cuz men juspartyin bullshit till she gargle and swallow my dicki'm takin the train to spain, don't bother callin *****[Chorus][Outro]yeah, you heard me *****.did i stu-stu-studder stupid?you aint listein to the words of this song anywaysall you do is listen to the beats with your dumbass (*****)dancin, tryin to get a nigga money in the clubwith your stupid manuper selfi was talkin bout you Do-doyou, you dumb *****YOU!the one that want a drink but dont want to pay for itspend all the money you make all week on that dressand i spill a drink on it, actin like i'm drunk when i'm notI"M JUST TRYIN TO *****IM JUS TRYIN TO ***** *****!(D-Twizzy, YEah. *****, *****)
