Eminem ft. Yelawolf - Wiggas In Paris | Текст песни

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• Eminem ft. Yelawolf
• Wiggas In Paris

Lyrics:

(Yelawolf)

Roll down the window in the Chevy and I listen to the critics but they really wasn't saying shit
Buddy, I'm a gutter motherfucker from an Alabama creek, you don't know who you're playin' with
They talk so much that I bet one of these pebbles under me get laryngitis
The wave is so contagious, so who gave it? Apparently I did
Put fish in the back of my boat, I'm a fisherman, I'm a reel 'em in, mackerel
I'm a give 'em ten minutes, then put 'em back in the water there, just to see 'em all float
And kinda like mixtapes in the back of my trunk, buddy, yeah, I got 'em all sold
In Alabama with an arm and hammer, swimmin' in propaganda, I got 'em all, whoa
Promenade, country boy, get out of my way, gallon of sweet tea, a packet of lemonade
Smackin' a faggot, I crack a bat on the pen and page, no homo, anyway
Any stage, rip it any way, the independent way, look, have you seen his Js?
Footwork, send 'em in a rage, feelin' like a millionaire on minimum wage
Don't need a Mercedes to take your girl, my Chevy is sick, Earl
I love to play with my mullet, while she sip syrup
Hold up, Alabama funk make you lose your teeth like a Mountain Dew soda
Some saltines wanna live in the box, but guess what, I'm the cracker who showed up
And we could take it to Dakota, small towns, we can take it over
Yeah, ten million rocks, bet it up, we can make it a boulder
A shadow's hangin' over your shoulders, and we about to roll that over
And when the bitch come flyin' down the hill, you better burn wheels like somebody told ya
Keys, goin' to grab 'em, Shits Creek, don't leave the paddle
Get a poncho for the rain of battles, go Tonto, go get the saddle
'Cause I been on my travels since Adam bit the apple
Feelin' like I got the biggest dick in the world and I can't even fit a Magnum
(Lemon!) My mama smokin' weed like a chim-I-ney, call her Ma Marley
Like (Yeah mon!), yeah we got trees and a couple kegs if you wanna party
Right (Here mon!), pop a trunk, Papa Doc, we know you don't give a fuck
You don't (Fear none), hardest man alive

(Eminem)

Fuck an intro man, lets go..
I come around like what goes around
What goes up must come down
Anyone who comes up must go down
Might as well go for the gusto now
Better not let up better not let them breath
Last shot give it all you got
Try to turn me down bitch get fucked with the volume nob
Fuck all you snobs
Hoes I hope all you rott
2 bottles of lubriderm and a box of condoms is that all you brought
And you wanna menage a trois you twats
Fuck that I'd rather turn this club to a bar room brawl
Get rowdy as Roesthlisberger in a bathroom stall
Like a leaf stuck in a vacuum your only nuttin but a whole lot of suckin' goin' on in rap
Yeah but I'm home
Bad to the bone
Back in the zone
Let him alone
You don't wanna go eggin' him on

It'll never be my chair that your on
Crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain no oxygen
Otherwise there's no heir to the throne
When I die so does hip hop.
Hitchcock better shit bitch ass got a zip locked in a bag
You fags aint been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high top
Keep blogging while I'm mind boggling my zone like I'm in the twilight
Dog get off my bone this is my mic dog I like hogging it

Flow so wet I'mma take this beat tobogganing
I'm water logging it, I'm sogging it
Pull your verse out the beat and stomp on it
Suplex it on cement like I'm on some straight outta compton sh-t
Take this dick and chump on it
I'm so bad I'm can bitch slap a back handed compliment
Jack ass eat a donkey dick
The game I just about conquered it like Donkey Kong
I'm bonkers bitch, I'm the king of this honkey shit I reign supreme in this honkey

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