Crack A Bottle

演唱者:Eminem

专辑:Crack a Bottle

    作词 : Batson Jackson Mathers Law

    作曲 : Batson Jackson Mathers Law

    Oooh! Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for

    In this corner, weighing 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 model

    You just hit the lotto

    Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe

    Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

    Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?

    I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us

    Ladies love us and my posse's 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

    Picture us, you'll just be another one bit the dust

    Just one up my mother's son who got thrown under the bus

    Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese from under my nuts

    It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks

    It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed

    ******* lust, man they love me when I'm laying the cut

    Missed the cut, the lady give a eighty some paper cut

    Now picture us, it's ridiculous you curse at the thought

    Cuz when I spit the verse the **** gets worse than Worcestershire sauce

    If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time

    Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes

    It's 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 here's the signal

    Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio is back on you hoes

    So crack a bottle, let your body waddle

    Don't act like a snobby model

    You just hit the lotto

    Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe

    Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

    Now where's the rubbers? Who's 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 posse's kicking up dust

    It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

    Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

    They see that low rider go by they're like \"Oh my!\"

    You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cuz I know why

    I dip through in that six trey like sick 'em Dre

    I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're sick of me

    But hey, what else can I say? I love LA

    Cuz over and above all, it's 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 dammed, just ****** around and crashed my Benz

    Driving around with a smashed front end

    Let's 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, decisions, garage looks like Precision Collision

    Or Maico beats quake like Waco

    Just keep the bass low, speakers away from your face though

    So crack a bottle, let your body waddle

    Don't act like a snobby model

    You just hit the lotto

    Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe

    Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

    Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?

    I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us

    And ladies love us, my posse's 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

    It's bottle after bottle

    The money ain't a thang when you party with me

    Its what we into, it's simple

    We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe

    I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Kong

    Get rolled on, wrapped up and reigned on

    I'm so calm through Vietnam, ring the alarm

    Bring the Chandon, burn marajauan do what you want

    ***** on and on till the break of what

    Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't give a ****

    I spend it like it don't mean nothing

    Blow it like its supposed to be blown

    ************ I'm grown

    I stunt I style I flash the ****

    I gets what the **** I want, so what I trick?

    Fat ass burgundy bags, classy ****

    Jimmy Cho shoes I say move a ***** move

    So crack a bottle, let your body waddle

    Don't act like a snobby model

    You just hit the lotto

    Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe

    Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

    Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?

    I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us

    And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust

    It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

    [00:00.000] 作词 : Batson Jackson Mathers Law

    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Batson Jackson Mathers Law

    [00:05.94]Oooh! Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for

    [00:11.90]In this corner, weighing 175 pounds, with a record of 17 rapes

    [00:17.91]400 assaults, and 4 murders, the undisputed, most diabolical

    [00:24.88]Villain in the world, Slim Shady!

    [00:30.16]So crack a bottle, let your body waddle

    [00:32.84]Don't act like a snobby model

    [00:34.24]You just hit the lotto

    [00:36.06]Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe

    [00:38.84]Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

    [00:41.89]Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?

    [00:43.96]I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us

    [00:47.47]Ladies love us and my posse's kicking up dust

    [00:50.25]It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

    [00:53.59]Ok, let's go

    [00:56.34]Back when Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk

    [00:59.95]Picture us, you'll just be another one bit the dust

    [01:02.73]Just one up my mother's son who got thrown under the bus

    [01:05.41]Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese from under my nuts

    [01:08.67]It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks

    [01:11.25]It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed

    [01:14.08]******* lust, man they love me when I'm laying the cut

    [01:16.81]Missed the cut, the lady give a eighty some paper cut

    [01:19.79]Now picture us, it's ridiculous you curse at the thought

    [01:22.72]Cuz when I spit the verse the **** gets worse than Worcestershire sauce

    [01:25.54]If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time

    [01:28.40]Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes

    [01:31.21]It's elementary, the elephants have entered the room

    [01:34.03]I venture to say with the center of attention its true

    [01:36.87]Not to mention back with a vengeance, so here's the signal

    [01:39.83]Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio is back on you hoes

    [01:42.95]So crack a bottle, let your body waddle

    [01:46.38]Don't act like a snobby model

    [01:48.06]You just hit the lotto

    [01:49.54]Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe

    [01:52.24]Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

    [01:55.30]Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?

    [01:57.48]I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us

    [02:00.97]And ladies love us and my posse's kicking up dust

    [02:03.60]It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

    [02:07.13]Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

    [02:10.07]They see that low rider go by they're like \"Oh my!\"

    [02:13.86]You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cuz I know why

    [02:16.53]I dip through in that six trey like sick 'em Dre

    [02:19.44]I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're sick of me

    [02:22.15]But hey, what else can I say? I love LA

    [02:25.17]Cuz over and above all, it's just another day

    [02:27.97]And this one begins where the last one ends

    [02:30.56]Pick up where we left off and get smashed again

    [02:33.38]I'll be dammed, just ****** around and crashed my Benz

    [02:36.36]Driving around with a smashed front end

    [02:38.91]Let's cash that one in

    [02:40.04]Grab another one from out the stable

    [02:42.18]The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Dorado

    [02:45.11]The hell if I know

    [02:45.94]Do I want leather seats or vinyl?

    [02:47.76]Decisions, decisions, garage looks like Precision Collision

    [02:51.19]Or Maico beats quake like Waco

    [02:53.79]Just keep the bass low, speakers away from your face though

    [02:56.54]So crack a bottle, let your body waddle

    [02:59.71]Don't act like a snobby model

    [03:01.44]You just hit the lotto

    [03:02.77]Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe

    [03:05.46]Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

    [03:08.46]Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?

    [03:10.68]I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us

    [03:14.38]And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust

    [03:16.87]It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

    [03:20.24]And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent

    [03:24.10]It's bottle after bottle

    [03:26.43]The money ain't a thang when you party with me

    [03:29.36]Its what we into, it's simple

    [03:32.46]We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe

    [03:35.30]I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Kong

    [03:38.28]Get rolled on, wrapped up and reigned on

    [03:41.35]I'm so calm through Vietnam, ring the alarm

    [03:44.05]Bring the Chandon, burn marajauan do what you want

    [03:47.24]***** on and on till the break of what

    [03:49.78]Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't give a ****

    [03:52.48]I spend it like it don't mean nothing

    [03:54.84]Blow it like its supposed to be blown

    [03:56.97]************ I'm grown

    [03:58.22]I stunt I style I flash the ****

    [04:01.25]I gets what the **** I want, so what I trick?

    [04:03.90]Fat ass burgundy bags, classy ****

    [04:06.70]Jimmy Cho shoes I say move a ***** move

    [04:10.10]So crack a bottle, let your body waddle

    [04:12.97]Don't act like a snobby model

    [04:14.32]You just hit the lotto

    [04:15.97]Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe

    [04:18.66]Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

    [04:21.82]Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?

    [04:23.22]I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us

    [04:27.69]And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust

    [04:30.42]It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

    [04:38.78]

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