- Eminem Balling Unkontrollably 歌詞
- Eminem
- Yeah, we gots money, baby
Im talking about, talking about that long money
When you see us come through, you just know
Balling uncontrollably
Man, I got everything candy-painted, candy -painted tint, its so dark
Id be lying if I said I aint hit at least nine of my friends
Plus, I got so much candy paint in my rims
Paint be flying off my car, be candy painting the neighborhood kids
I got that whole block looking like its Candyland
Ask about me, man, they be like, there go the candy man
I park the car in the garage and go in and
Come back the next morning, the rims are still spinning
Hit the doors on that Phantom, man, that shit looks like the Batmobile
Thirty-two inch rims, shit, I aint even got no wheels
Custom-fitted, custom-kitted wood grain
Custom everything, whats that on the seat? Custom mustard stain
Now lets go hit the mall, yall know that we finna ball
Get out the car, they be like, ah, there go them superstars
Hit every single store, flash a fucking wad of cash
But I aint buying shit, bitch, kiss my candy-painted ass, we
Balling uncontrollably
Hit the corner liquor store to get Corona, tip the owners
Sipped it on the way out as I dipped, I wanna rip the road up
And Imma hit the cinema and Imma get the hoes
When I be at a theater, shit, anything goes
Im balling outta control, girls know Im loaded with dough
But shit, Im stingy as fuck, Im fucking stingy ass hoes
These bitches dont get a crumb, and it come but Im like what up
Shut up, bitch, sit up, get up off them knees, my candy paints enough
If youre lucky, Ill let you hug me, but thats all you get
Then Imma split, disappear, a cloud of smoke is all you see
Balling uncontrollably
Bitch, get the fuck out my car if we aint finna fuck
Im horny as fuck, bitch, are you sucking my dick or what?
Ill fuck a chick in the butt, I really dont give a shit
Is pretty Marshall gonna have to go choke me a bitch?
You fucking keyed up my Benz, bitch, I beat up my friends
Dont think I wont beat a bitch, Ill kick a six-year-old in the ribs
You fucking retard, Ill have you sucking farts out my seat
Ill teach you not to know how to control your bowels when you eat
What the fuck do you think that colostomy bag is for, looks?
I aint waste nine bullets on you for you to not sing no hooks
I fucking take a Make a Wish Foundation patient with me
How bout some coke inside of your saline solution IV?
Turn around and use it on me, you tryna snort all my keys?
You fucking get in back, youre coming to Florida with me
Tell your momma Imma drop you off at the hospital later
We finna make this run, take this gun and cover me, Slater, and quit your
Balling uncontrollably
Tracy, I joined this class cause I thought Id be cooking with a partner
But shes never here and I dont get twice the credit for all the work
I didnt invent odd numbers, Seth
I know, but Im over here in my unit, every day, cooking my terrible tasting food, and then I gotta look over at Evan
I mean look at him, it looks like the most fun Ive ever seen in my entire life
And, Im just saying, I wash and dry, Im like a single mother
And no offense but everyone takes this class to get an A and its bullshit, but uh, no offense, Im just saying
And Im not putting down your profession, but when am I gonna need to cook tiramisu?
Am I gonna be a chef? No. Theres three weeks left in school, give me a freaking break, sorry for cursing.
Oh my god, thats like the coolest fucking story Ive ever heard in my life, its insane
Can you tell us again? Do you have time? Tracy, Tracy, can you hear me?
Im in the car right now. Listen, I am McLovin, yeah. McLovin in the house! McLovin in the house! Yeah
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