Lyrics:
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
hell get your burn on
Filled with the embalming fluid get your sherm on
My sherm on in the hood when I ride by
My eyes looking like I learn how
on a mission, Choppers by the windows
See the silhouettes
Just like I'm heading fishing
Pay your rent or meet your soul's eviction
Greet the reaper
Deliver death
my basement (haha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his
better check to smell it
Eminem starts with E, better check the spelling
With a capital, somebody grab me a Snapple
I got an Aspirin capsule trapped
Then I walked by a bedroom and it sounded like somebody was getting killed
I walked in on MGK holding a knife to Eminem's daughter
So I punched him in
The good dying young young young young
Expanding Club 21 one one
Shot four times then by a SUV overrun run
Turn argument over a watergun gun gun
You brag about swag and your feminine trends
I belittle your riddle you Skittles with Eminem's friends
So I ain't trying to play with you, this
My circle exclusive, I keep it reclusive, no sheep in my town get a peek
Circle stayin tiny call it Paris elevator
Hardly leave the standing space for
on my neck ice cold like berg
He want beef I’m a pig hamburger
On the road again no chauffeur
My weed is exclusive
My bitch is exclusive
My drip is
Moni X Kaddy Exclusive X Phew- Heart of A Lion Lyrics
This heart of a lion refuses to struggle
Moni (verse)
Still on the bottom
But I’m
the bucks
All these niggas wanna fuck
Told me she can have some wet ass by herself
If she really wanna buck
I respect shawty tough
She roll she sticky
I licky
DO WE WANNA DO THIS? (EXCLUSIVE)
by Gordon Pogoda, Johnny Elkins & Carsten Lindberg
Don't ya feel it when we touch like I do
It's a force about
leash
Wasn’t long ago when I couldn’t eat
Expensive the fabric exclusive the feet
Bitch I'm a dawg gold on my leash
Long way from them hallways
N****s get
down down living exclusive
Im dripped out in louis
If you not chasing paper then nigga what you doin’
But you tryna come hang around bosses
Need to go
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Uh-huh)
(Uh-huh)
(Everything exclusive)
(It's 4Eva too)
(Everything exclusive)
(It's 4Eva too)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah,
and be a real crease
Christian on my toes bitches think that I'm a real priest
Face card stupid shawty checking like an I.D.
This drip exclusive I can't
you think that I'm drawing a plan
My bangers are hot they come by the lot, my nigga I'm making brand
LTee with the talk LTee with the walk
Exclusive now
Heart broken beyond repair it’s guarded by walls and obstacles.
Potent weed or pollution, I’m breathing the fumes in.
angel on my shoulder got muted cause
a elephant
I move cars like spinnin rims
I'm in a class all by myself like the brown Eminem
Not to down Eminem, I fuck black bitches
Fuck white bitches, nigga
him
'Cause he was his biggest fan
He used to be Superman
Now I'm pourin' liquor on the curb in his name for him
"Eminem, you wait 'til we meet up
the rafters, whispers in the in the breeze, A symphony of devotion, carried by the trees.
Hardships, like storms, swept our humble abode, Yet our love stood
Once upon a time back in Homer
(Back in Homer, back in Homer)
There lived a little boy known by no one
(Known by no one, known by no one)
So he
_(Cropped).jpg/250px-Eminem_-_Concert_for_Valor_in_Washington,_D.C._Nov._11,_2014_(2)_(Cropped).jpg "Eminem")
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