Eminem - Taking My Ball lyrics

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Eminem - Taking My Ball lyrics

[Eminem] Yo...Dre Man..Make my vocals sound s**y, Come on man, come on man, okaaaay, [Chorus] It feels so wrong cause it feels so right, But its all right, its ok with me, I'll do my steps all by myself, I don't need nobody to play with me, But if you just give me a chance, I can put you in a trance the way I dance, But don't nobody wanna play with me so I'm Taking My Ball and going home, hooome, [Verse 1] I'm that guy man, Shove a diamond up my hind end, And crush it with my bu*t muscles while I cut vocals, s*ut poke holes in ya shirt, jump in mud puddles, While I stomp mudholes in ya a** girl, Now lets cuddle, Blood curdling your gurgling on your blood, What I do for my next trick, Im feeling won-der-ful, I think I might just do something a little less subtle, Shove a f**ing tonka truck up a little kids bu*thole, Feel the wrath of a psychopath slash amba**ador of the valentines day ma**acre slash a**a**in I slash her in the a** with a icicle And leave her laying a blood bath While I put a catheter in And jump in the bath with her, In my spiderman mask man Just imagine the fun I can have with a strap on, Stick it up Kim Kardashian's a** and make the b**h run a triathlon, Are those pistachio's damn, I'd like to have some, Laying on the patio man, rolling a fat one, Shady drop the magic marker, put the cap on, God damn man are you that much of an a**hole, [Chorus] [Verse 2] I'm like houdini, Tuck my teenie eenie weenie between each One of my thighs and make it disappear like a genie, Make the sh** disappear like tara reid in a bikini, believe me homie, You don't know the meaning of a meanie, They call me the fruit loop from jupiter, I'm trying to maneuver the hoover up in your poop shoot, Dont move or ya might get it stuck so f**ing far up in your uvula You aint gonna know what he was tryna do to ya gluteus, Totally tubular sniffing glue through a tube in the studio Now who do ya think is more fruitier, Weenier smoothered in peanut bu*ter putting on a tube of ya eye shadow and man it look nice, You should've seen it mother, I think I'll put a piece of art on my visa card, Then I'll go meet Mischa Barton with a Cuisinart Then mosy on over to Rosie-o-Donnell's With McDonald's jump on her lap and watch the Sopranos.. [Chorus] [Verse 3] Shady what are you doing chewing on a human, Grab an aluminum bat hit Heidi Klum in the back, BOOM! Assuming the fact that dudes in the back room Using the bathroom vacuum and a racoon, Skewing a rat a cat screwing a baboon, You shouldn't ask what is he doing with that broom, You should be glad he ain't leave you full of stab wounds, You in a trance, I'm back doing my dance ooh, But there afraid I might get Sarah Palin by the hair And make her wear a bathing suit and take her para sailing Shady why you gotta pick on the lady for, Why you make her read 84 bed time stories to you in baby talk? Cause I'm scared there's monster's under my bed, Kelly Pickler hid my juice box under my ba**inet, No wonder my a** is wet my diaper needs to be changed, You like graffiti dike, well I can pee pee and write your name, [Chorus] Fine nobody wants to play with me f** you then b**h! You guys are always mean to me anyways All you ever do is rub gum in my hair and stuff You guys are gonna make me...make me sad I'm sad I'm gonna cry...I'm crying I'm going' tell my mom....mom...