all yo' high away Now that's some fucked up shit, heh But it happens, yknowhati'msayin? yo [eminem] Yo yo yo yo Schizophrenia, how many of ya got it
get back all this bullshit you bought me Fooled me, had me think'n you was my Shawty, Shawty Caught her fucked up, can't say shit so keep ya trap shut Knowin' ya
ya hands up ladies put ya hands up put ya hands up fellsas put ya hands up put ya hands up ladies put ya hands up put ya hands up fellas put ya hands
, Clip like Boardwalk in Monopoly Slappin' skins like a madman Blowin' beards off of clams Champion trim getter Wriggilin' meat fitter Gold medal ho hitter Blue ribbon pink
better step, or I just might jack her Smack her like a gangster, but I don't bang I gank suckers like you for thick gold chains (He don't deserve it) Hell
do for me Chorus: I was in love wit ya But the hell wit ya cuz you didn't wanna treat me right I was in love wit ya But the hell wit ya cuz you
At Once Its Just A Thought For You Aint That A Dont For Ya, Sum Chicks Like Flees, You Gotta Use Ya Paws To Get Em Off Of Ya And In Da Streets You Cant
't Mean To Be An Adgitator,But When I Get To Movin' Im Smooth Operator Yea,Money Ain't A Thang Dats Why I Spen' It Ya Cars Is Like Ya Home,Everthang
this bullshit you bought me Fooled me, had me think'n you was my shawty, shawty Caught her fucked up, can't say shit so keep ya trap shut Knowin ya
blowin all yo' high away Now that's some fucked up shit, heh but it happens, yknowhatI'msayin? Yo [Eminem] Yo yo yo yo Schizophrenia, how many of ya
put money in your pocket Cause when Pusha talk it is the object then I drop it I rose gold ya, huh? pink diamond ya, hah? Set it in a rhyme now the industry got pink
monster way We'll take your beauty queen, snatch ya little Jonbenet, For that cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching Ransom, Mel Gibson [Yeah, welcome to Hell
It gets funky! When you got a subject and a predicate Add it on a dope beat, and that'll make ya think, Some suckers just tickle me pink, to my stomach
s bout to go down [Verse 2 - Christina] Off top, fuck it I show up at ya block and see Wit about fifty glocks And I pop, pop, pop out my pretty pink