Obie Trice feat. Eminem Drips Lyrics

Obie, yo', i'm sick, d___, you straight dog...

[ CHORUS ]

That's why I ain't got no time, for these games
and stupid tricks, or these b____es on my d___,
that's how dudes be getting sick, that's how d___s
be getting drips, falling victims to this s___,
from these b____es on our d___s, f___ing chickens
with no ribs, that's why I ain't got no time...

[ Obie Trice ]
Yo', I woke up f___ed up off the liquor I drunk, I
had a bag of the skunk won in last nights tunk,
p____ residue was on my p____, Denise from the
cleaners, f___ed me good, you should of seen this,
big booty b____, switch unbearable, french roll
stylin', body like a stallion, sizin' up the
figure while my s___ getting bigger, debatin' on a
f___ or do I want to be her n____, caressin' this
b____, plus i'm checking out them t__'s, sippin'
on that fine s___ I ain't used to buyin', I gotta
hit it from behind, it's mandatory, like takin'
hoe's money, but that's another story, for surely,
the p____ on toast after we toast, her clothes
fell like bishop in juice, the womb beater, clean
p____ eater, insertin' my jock in that spot hotter
than the hottest block, don't stop, the response I
got when I was knockin' it, clock steady tickin',
kinky finger lickin', and can on, s____'s at my
tip when she moans, I gotta slow down before I c__
soon, and work that n____, like a slave owner,
when I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to
bone her, she foamin' at the lips, the one between
them hips, pubic hairs lookin' like some sour
cream dip, without the nacho, my d___ hit the spot
though, p____ tighter than conditions of us black
folks, we in the final stretch, the last part of
s__, I bust a fat a__ nut, then I woke up next,
like what the f___ is goin' on here, this b____
evaporated, p____ and all, just picked up and
vacated, now i'm frusturated cause my d___ was
unprotected, and Doctor Wesley tellin' me I really
got that s___...

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[ Eminem ]
Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's
got it comin', someone better get this b____,
before she get's kicked in the stomach, and she's
pregnant, but she's eggin' me on, beggin' me to
throw her off the steps of this porch, my only
weapon is force and I don't wanna resort to any
violence of any sort, but what's she shovin' me
for, doesn't she love me no more, wasn't she
huggin' me four minutes ago at the door, man, i'm
this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this w____,
what would you do if she was tellin' you she wants
a divorce, she's havin' another baby in a month,
and it's yours, and you find out it isn't cause
this b____ has been visitin' someone else, and
suckin' his d___ and kissin' you on the lips when
you get back, to Michigan, now the plot is
thickenin' worse, cause you feel like you've been
stickin' your f___in' d___ in a hearse, so you
paranoid at every little cold that you get, ever
since they told you this s___, you've been holdin'
your d___, so you go to the clinic, sweatin' every
minute you in it, then the doctor comes out
lookin' like Dennis the Menace, and it's obvious
to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS, he ain't even
gotta call you in his office to say it, so you jet
back home, cause you gon' get that hoe, when you
see her, you gon' bend her f___in' neck back, yo',
cause you love her, you never would expect that
blow, Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop
that low, Jesus, I don't believe this, b____ works
at the cleaners, bringin' me home diseases,
swingin' from Obie's p____, she's so deceivin',
s___ this hoe's a genius, she g'd us...

[ CHORUS ]

I'm busy, yeah, f___ these b____es, f___ 'em all,
get money, Shady records, Obie Trice, Eminem,
m_________er, new millenium s___, yeah, turn this
s___ off, turn this s___ the f___ off...