[Eminem] Obie, yo
[Obie] I'm sick
[Eminem] Damn, you straight, dog?
[Hook]
That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
All these b**hes on my dick
That's how dudes be getting sick
That's how dicks be getting drips
Falling victims to this sh**
From these b**hes on our dicks
f**ing chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time
[Verse 1: Obie]
Yo, I woke up, f**ed up off the liquor I drunk
I had a bag of the skunk, one and last night's tunk
p**y residue was on my penis, Denise from the cleaners
f**ed me good, you should've seen us
Big booty b**h, switch unbearable
French role stylin', body like a stallion
Sizing up the figure, while my sh** gettin' bigger
Debating on to f** her, do I wanna be her n***a?
Caressing this b**h, plus I'm checking out them tits
Sipping on that fine sh**, I ain't use to buyin'
I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
Like taking hoes' money, but that's another story
For surely your p**y on toast, after we toast
Our clothes fell like Bishop in Juice
The womb beater, clean p**y eater, inserting my jock
In that spot hotter than the hottest block, don't stop
Response I got when I was knocking it
Clocks steading ticking, kinky finger licking
And carrying on, semen at my tip when she moans
I gotta slow down before I cum soon
And work that n***a, like a slave owner
When I dropped off my outfit, she knew I wanted to bone her
She foaming at the lips, the ones between the hips
Pubic hair's looking like some sour cream dip
Without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though
p**y tighter than conditions of us black folks
We in the final stretch, the last part of s**
I bust a fat a** nut, then I woke up next
Like, what the f** is going on here? This b**h evaporated
p**y and all just picked up and vacated
And now I'm frustrated, ‘cause my dick was unprotected
And doctor Wesley telling me I really got that sh** – f**!
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Now I don't wanna hit no women, but this chick's got it comin'
Someone better get this b**h
Before she gets kicked in the stomach
And she's pregnant, but she's egging me on
Begging me to throw her off the steps on this porch
My only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But what's she shoving me for? Doesn't she love me no more?
Wasn't she hugging me four minutes ago at the door?
Man, I'm this close to going toe to toe with this who*e
What would you do if she was telling you she wants a divorce
She's having another baby in a month and it's yours
And you found it isn't, ‘cause this b**h has been visitin' someone else and s**ing his dick and kissin' you on the lips
When you get back to Michigan
Now the plot is thickenin' worse, ‘cause you feel like you've been stickin' your f**ing dick in a hearse
So you're paranoid at every little cold that you get
Ever since they told you this sh**
You've been holding your dick
So you go to the clinic, sweating every minute you're in it
Then the doctor comes out looking like Dennis the Menace
And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS
He ain't even gotta to call in you the office to say it
So you jet back home, ‘cause you gone get that ho
When you see her, you gonna bend her f**ing neck back, yo
‘Cause you love her, you never would've expect that blow
Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Jesus, I don't believe this b**h works at the cleaner's
Bringing me home diseases, swinging from Obie's penis
She's so deceiving, sh**, this ho's a genius, she geed us
[Hook]
I'm busy, yeah, f** these b**hes
f** 'em all, get money
Ha, Shady Records
Wow, Obie Trice
Eminem, motherf**er
New millennium sh**, yeah
Turn this sh** off, turn this sh** the f** off!