[Intro - Eminem] Aha, these bitches always be all... giggling and shit (come on BITCH) but they get mad when their favorite song don't come on in the club (get em') catch an attitude and shit (come on BITCH, come on BITCH) so we got one for them, it goes like this (BITCH, BITCH, BITCH, BITCH)
[Eminem] We wrote a song for the hoes You like to hear it, here it goes A little somethin you probably won't hear on your radios So when it comes on in the club it's one that everyone knows And if I'm talking to fast it just means you're listening to slow And if you listen a little faster maybe you'll catch up, BITCH Ju jah jah jah dah du ju jah You just made me mess up, BITCH Blibiri babiler blabber It don't matter, I'm just blabbering Like you understand what I'm saying Anyway I'm just traveling in one ear and I'm out the other You're so fuckin drunk all you hear is the Beat and the beat I could be sayin anything, just get ya ass on the floor Wear the same pants that you wore from the day before Baby and shake that ass like a whore
[Chorus - Eminem and Kon Artis] Yeah I'm talkin to you BITCH Get up and dance BITCH Wiggle that ass BITCH Yeah that's it bitch Yeah I called you a BITCH, BITCH What you going to do about it BITCH Sit there and cry like a little BITCH, BITCH
Get up and dance BITCH Wiggle that ass BITCH You little trash BITCH Yeah thats it Yeah I called you a trash BITCH Not trailer trash SWITCH Take the person you with and exchange partner BITCH
[Swifty] tell me that it aint no hangin, and fuck callin home untill you look at me before you answer the phone when I flee, your ass can get naked and be as free as you wanna be freak but I'm takin the key with me. you aint gonna get shit, so dont even ask disrespect my wishes, BITCH, i'll beat your ass watch me comin home floor eatin half of your doggy bag and I leave laughin, while you callin me on the rag I'm the type that might cut off the lights when I hit and before she cut them on, Kuniva already SWITCHED your ass aint even ridin with Swift unless you're hoein when I'm done, I throw you out and ask you where you goin
[Bizarre] Hoe ain't the only thing you call a girl Slut, Tramp, (oh, how you doin sir?) ever since I was eight, I been startin to hate I said fuck the Hoes, and started eatin cheese cake scrambled eggs and steak, strawberrys and grapes damn that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy!) okay, back to the bitches, wash the dishes after that give me stitches, a fuckin half indian chick, sucked my dick this time tommorow, I wont remember shit got respect for a player, got on snoop gators but they aint now laters bitch.
[Chorus]
[Kon Artis] hey baby whats up with you [Dina Rae] hey! [Kuniva] aiiyo your man here with you [Dina Rae] nope [Kuniva] nah, you single, I can tell [Kon Artis] you came with them hoes didn't you [Dina Rae] uh huh [Kuniva] no he meant friends girl, excuse him mr. lick it [Dina Rae] hahahaha [Kon Artis] aiiyo lets get this party crackin these bitches ain't got bitches [Kuniva] damn, now you know he didn't mean that [Dina Rae] come on you seen that [Kon Artis] she all whining and shit, get this bitch a kleenex [Dina Rae] what did he say? [Kuniva] nothin, he said you seem stressed [Kon Artis] naw, you gots a big butt [Dina Rae] huh? [Kuniva] and you wearin your nice dress [Dina Rae] cause I was gonna say [Kon Artis] oh you wasn't gonna say shit [Dina Rae] excuse me? [Kuniva] he said Michael Jackson just got another face lift [Dina Rae] oh! [Kon Artis] dumb hoe [Dina Rae] nigga [Kuniva] no, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you tonight [Kon Artis] bitch, what up though, j