Y e l a w o l f f t . E m i n e m & G a n g s t a B o o - T h r o w I t U p | Текст песни

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[Hook: Gangsta Boo]
I see you bitches talkin' loud
But you ain't sayin' shit
Get the fuck from round' here
You don't rep my shit
You ain't from my city
You don't know bout' this
You want that drama
You ain't ready for it bitch!

Now throw it up! (Yeah Ho) Throw it Up!
Throw It up! (Yeah Ho) You ain't ready for it bitch
Throw It up!(Yeah Ho) Throw It up! Throw It up!
You ain't ready for it bitch

[Verse 3: Eminem]

Me and Yelawolf, tear the roof, off this motherfucker
You ain't got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an elephant
Hello tuts, you look so eloquent, that's what I tell a cunt
Come sit up front cause you're kickin' my seat and I'm trying to the tell the cashier what I want!
They say I act like an asshole, when I pull up at the White Castle
And I ask for an appli-cation, throw it back in her face an'
Tell the bitch I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a Whopper
That I bought from BK, you expect me to be proper?
Bitch you better pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HO
Skidda dee da da. Prada? Nadda
Chance I was thinkin' about buying you some clothes
But Target was closed so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart
But the doors..was locked, what about some shoes I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to Payless but what'dya know
They don't carry a size 8 in HOES! ...Oh!
This is ugly boy swag (yeah), puttin' toe tags
On you motherfucking ho bags, what a trailer trash pi-o-neer
I am here, that's why I'm here
I don't got a rhyme book it's more like a motherfuckin' diary of diareah!
Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two
'Bout sign language, middle fingers aimed at you so we don't gotta SCREAM AT YOU!
Ow! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an accident
I went to go tell 'em all to go get BUCKED
But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little bitch throw it up