Eminem feat. Dr. Dre & 50 Cent - Crack A Bottle

       
Lyrics (Songtext)

Crack A Bottle

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Album: Relapse

 

(Eminem)
Ohhh (ohhh), Ladies and gentlemen
The moment you've all been waiting for
In this corner: weighting 175 pounds,
With a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4 murders,

The undisputed, most diabolical villain in the world:
Slim Shady!

So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby mom when you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, she's jumpin' in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and I would never gun flow
Now where’s the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
And ladies love us and my posses 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 this cheese from under these nuts
It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
Its a must I redeem my name an haters get mushed.
Bitch's lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut.
Fist the cup. This lady gave her eighty some paper cuts.
Now picture us. Its ridiculous you curse at the thought
'Cause 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, 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 are 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 mom when you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, she's jumpin' in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and I would never gun flow
Now where’s the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
And ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust.
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk

Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

(Dr. Dre)
They see that low rider go by there, they like Oh my!
You ain't got to tell me why you'e sick 'cause I know why.
I dip through in that six trey like sick 'em Dre.
Im an itch that they cant scratch, they're sick of me.
But hey, what else can I say? I love L.A.
'Cause 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 damned, just fucked around and crashed my Benz.
Drive 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

(Eminem)
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby mom when you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, she's jumpin' in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and I would never gun flow
Now where’s the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
And ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust.
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk

And I take great pleasure in introducing: 50 Cent

(50 Cent)
It's bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thang when you party with me
Its what we into its simple
We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe
I'm the napalm im the bomb the Don, I'm King Kong
Get rolled on wrapped up rolled and rained on
Im so calm through Vietnam ring the alarm
Bring the shaun dawn burn marajaun do what you want
Nigga on and on till the break of dawn
Get the paper man im caking you know I dont give a fuck
I spend it like it dont mean nothing
Blow it like its suposed to be blown
Motherfucker I'm grown
I stunt I style I flash that shit
I get what the fuck I want so what if I trick
Fat ass burgandy bags classy shit Jimmy chu shoes
I say aye bitch move

(Eminem)
So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby mom when you just hit the lotto
Uh-oh, she's jumpin' in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and I would never gun flow
Now where’s the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them
and there’s really not that many of us.
And ladies love us and my posses kicking up dust.
It's on till the break of dawn
And we're starting this party from dusk

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eminem featuring Dr. Dre and 50 Cent - Crack A Bottle Lyrics (Songtext); Sparte: Musik (music)

 

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