[Eminem] There she goes shaking that ass on the floor Bumpin and grindin that pole The way she's grindin that pole I think I'm losing control
Bobby Creek!
[Bobby Creek] I'm on the patron In the end I'm gone My eyes ain't clear I'm gone So she hear me wrong I'm kinda in the zone Cause the DJ playin' my song Just another opportunity for sayin' I'm known I'm from Atlanta So southern ain't just part of my grammar I can up and cock the hammer For any nigga But I came here to get on goose and tropicana Get loose put some more of my juice In your caboose Sippin everything from white grain To deuce juice With nothin' to gain But my grace and loose tooths Eminem came Obie stat and proof too Bobby creek is in the place The name is snoop too My drinks is 10 around I can make her spin around If she keep her dinner down Simmer down We can hit the telly when the fun stops And I hit you in ya? Come sip on my gumdrops
[Nate Dogg] Two to the one from the one to the three I met a bad bitch last night in the D Let me tell you how I made her leave with me Conversation and Hennessey I've been to the muthafuckin mountain top Heard muthafuckers talk, seen 'em drop If I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock And when I bust yo ass I'm gonna continue to rock Getcha ass of the wall with your two left feet It's real easy just follow the beat Don't let that fine girl pass you by Look real close cause strobe lights lie We bout to have a party (turn the music up) Let's get it started (Go head shake your butt) I'm lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut Wanna get it poppin baby step right up Some girls they act retarded Some girls are bout it bout it I'm lookin for a girl That will do whatever the fuck I say everyday she be givin it up
[Nate Dogg - Chorus] Shake that ass for me, Shake that ass for me Come on girl, shake that ass for me, Shake that ass for me Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, Shake that ass for me Come on girl, shake that ass for me, Shake that ass for me
[Eminem] Obie Trice!
[Obie Trice] One slug Couldn't snuff young cuz Goodness gracious Haters stay on these nuts Just like a hood rat chick who was curious Serious Full breast, ready to touch Who's that in the cool blue back With a new rag Givin' head while he poppin' the clutch True I had a few Obie rollin' with brews Annually knockin' the boots It's on manual The way I knock em outta they shoes Talk a little shit Then they anus'll ooze Talk a little spit on my ding-a-lang Who It's shady You know the name of the crew You know the aim is to bang you In the mansion With a magnum With a night pass to the matinee Obie Came to party You better ask somebody