Eminem Featuring Obice Trice Drips Lyrics
[Intro]
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
All these b____es on my d___
That's how dudes be getting sick
That's how d___s' be getting drips
Falling victim's 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, one and last night's tunk
p____ residue was on my p____, Denise from the cleaners
f___ed me good, you shoulda seen us
Big booty b____, switch unbearable
French roll styling, body like a stallion
Sizing up the figure while my s___ gettin' bigger
Debating on to f___ her, do I wanna be a n____?
Caressing this b____, plus I'm checking out them t__s
Sipping on that fine s___ I ain't use to buying
I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
Like taking ho's money, but that's another story
For surely your p____ on toast
After we toast, her clothes fell like bishop and juice
The womb beater, clean p____ eater, inserting my jock
In that spot hotter than the hottest block, "don't stop!"
Response I got when I was knocking it
Clocks steading ticking, kinky finger licking
The cannon, seen us at my temple 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 foaming at the lips, the ones between the hips
Pubic hair's looking like some sourcream dip
Without the nacho, my d___ hit the spot though
p____ tighter than conditions of us black folks
Being a vinyl stretched, the last part of s__
I bust a fat a__ nut, then I woke up next
Like, "what the f___ is going on here?", this b____ evaporated
p____ and all just picked up and vacated
And now I'm frustrated 'cause my d___ was unprotected
And doctor Wesley telling me, I really got that s___...
f___!
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
Now I don't wanna hit no women when this chicks got it coming
Someone better get this b____ before she gets kicked in the stomach
And she's pregnant, but she's egging me on, begging me to throw her
Off the steps on this porch, my only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But whys she shoving me for doesn't she love me no more?
Wasn't she hugging me four minutes ago at the door?
Man I'm this close to going toe to toe with this w____
What would you do if she was telling you she wants a divorce
She's having another baby in a month and it's yours
And you found it isn't 'cause this b____ has been visiting
Someone else and sucking his d___ and kissing you on the lips
When you get back to Michigan, now the plot is thickenening worse
'Cause you feel like you've been sticking your f___ing d___ in a herse
So you're paranoid at every little cold that you get
Ever since they sold you this s___, you've been holding your d___
So you go to the clinic, sweating every minute you're in it
Then the doctor comes out looking like Dennis the Menace
And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby, it's AIDS
He ain't even gotta to call in you the office to say it
So you jet back home, 'cause you gone get that hoe
When you see her, you're gonna bend her f___ing neck back, yo
'Cause you love her, you never would've expect that blow
Obie told you to scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Jesus, I don't believe this, b____ works at the cleaner's
Bringing me home diseases, swinging from Obie's p____
She's so deceiving, s___ this hoe's a genius, she geed us
[Chorus]
[Outro]
I'm busy, yeah, f___ these b____es
f___ em all, get money
Ha, shady records
Wow, Obie Trice
Eminem mother f___er
New millennium s___, yeah
Turn this s___ off, turn this s___ the f___ off
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