[Verse 2: Eminem] Me and Yelawolf tear the roof of this motherfucker You ain’t got the oomph you’re a hoof to the foot of an elephant Hello toots you look so eloquent that’s what I tell a cunt Come sit up front cause you’re kickin’ my seat And I’m tryin’ 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 their face and Tell the bitch I’m a rapper, then I wrap 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 hoe skeedideedada Prada? Not a chance, I was thinkin’ about buyin’ 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 didn’t carry a size 8 in hoes! Oh! This is ugly boy swag, puttin’ toe tags on you motherfuckin’ ho bags What a trailer trash pioneer, I am yeah, that’s why I’m here I don’t got a rhyme book it’s more like a motherfuckin’ diary that diarrhea 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 fucked But I’m never gonna bite my tongue, little bitch throw it up