Obie, yo I'm sick Damn, you straight dog? Bitches Gettin' sick That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be gettin' sick That's how dicks be gettin' drips Fallin' victims to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fuckin' chickens with no ribs That's why I ain't got no time Yo, I woke up, fucked up off the liquor I drunk I had a bag of the skunk, one and last night's tunk Pussy residue was on my penis Denise from the cleaners Fucked me good, you should of seen us Big booty bitch, switch unbearable, French role stylin', body like a Stallion Sizin' up the figure, while my shit gettin' bigga Debatin' on to f*ck, or do I wanna be a nigga Caressin' this bitch, plus I'm checkin' out them tits Sippin' on that fine shit I ain't use to buyin' I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory Like takin' ho's money, but that's anutha story For surely ya pussy on toast, after we toast her clothes fell like Bishop and Juice The womb beata', clean pussy eata, insertin' my jock In that spot hotta' than the hottest block, don't stop! Response I got when I was knockin' it Clocks steadin' tickin', kinky finga lickin' Then carryin on, semin's at my tip when she moans I gotta slow down before I cum soon And work that nigga, like a slave owna' When I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to bone her She foamin' at them lips, the ones between the hips Pubic hair's lookin' like some sour cream dip Without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though Pussy tighta' than conditions of us black folks we in the final stretch, the last part of sex I bust a fat ass nut, then I woke up next Like, what the f*ck is goin' on here? This bitch evaporated, pussy and all just picked up and vacated And now I'm frustrated cause my dick was unprotected And doctor Wesley tellin' me I really got that shit F*ck That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be gettin' sick That's how dicks be gettin' drips Fallin' victims to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fuckin' chickens with no ribs That's why I ain't got no time Now I don't wanna hit no women when this chick's got it comin' Someone betta' get this bitch 'fore she gets kicked in the stomach And she's pregnant, but she's eggin' me on, beggin' me to throw 'er Off the steps on this porch, my only weapon is force And I don't wanna resort to 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 whore What would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce She's havin' another baby of the month and it's yours And you found it isn't 'cause this bitch has been visitin' Someone else and suckin' his dick and kissin' you on the lips When you get back to Michigan Now the plot has thickend 'n worse 'Cause you feel like you've been stickin' your fuckin' dick in a hearse So your paranoid at every little cold that you get Ever since they sold you this shit, you've been holdin' your dick So you go to the clinic, sweatin' every minute you in it Then the doctor comes out lookin' like Dennis the Menace ha ha ha ha And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby, it's AIDS He ain't even gotta call in you his office to say it So you jet back home, 'cause you gon' get that ho And when you see 'er, you're gonna bend 'er fuckin' neck back yo 'Cause you love 'er, you neva' would've expect that blow Obie told you to scoop, how could she stoop that low? Jesus, I don't believe this bitch works at the cleanas Bringin' me home diseases swingin' from Obie's penis She's so deceivin', shit this ho's a genius She gee'd us That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be gettin' sick That's how dicks be gettin' drips Fallin' victims to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fuckin' chickens with no ribs That's why I ain't got no time "I'm busy!" Yeah, f*ck these bitches F*ck 'em all" Get money Ha! Shady Records Woo! Obie Trice Eminem motherfucker New millennium shit Yeah Turn this shit off Turn this shit the f*ck off
Written by: Denaun M Porter, Jeffrey Irwin Bass, Marshall B Mathers, Obie Trice
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