[Prelude]
Obie... Yo... Im sick
Damn... You straight dog?
[Chorus]
That's why I ain't got no time. For these games and stupid
tricks
Or these bitches on my dick. That's how dudes be getting
sick
That's how dicks be getting drips. Falling victims to this shit
From
these bitches on our dicks, fucking chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't
got no time...
[Verse 1 (Obie Trice)]
Yo, I woke up fucked up off the liquor I drunk.
I
had a bag of the skunk won in last nights Tunk
pussy residue was on my penis,
Denise from the cleaners,
fucked me good, you shoulda seen this
big booty
bitch, switch unbearable,
french roll stylin', body like a stallion
Sizin
up the figure while my shit's getting bigger,
debatin' on a fuck or do I
want to be her nigga
Caressin'this bitch, plus I'm checking out them tits,
sippin' on that fine shit I ain't used to buyin'
I gotta hit it from
behind, its mandatory,
like takin' hoe's money, but that's another
story
For surely, the pussy on toast after we toast,
her clothes fell
like Bishop in Juice
The womb beater, clean pussy eater,
insertin' my
jock in that spot hotter than the hottest block
Don't Stop! The response I
got when I was knockin' it,
clock steady tickin', kinky finger
lickin'
and can on, semen's at my tip when she moans.
I gotta slow down
before I cum soon
and work that nigga like a slave owner.
When I dropped
off my outfit, she knew I wanted to bone her
She foamin' at the lips, the one
between them hips,
pubic hairs lookin' like some sour cream dip
without
the nacho, my dick hit the spot though,
pussy tighter than conditions of us
black folks
We in the final stretch, the last part of sex.
I bust a fat
ass nut, then I woke up next
like what the fuck is goin' on here, this bitch
evaporated,
pussy and all, just picked up and vacated
Now I'm frusturated
cuz my dick was unprotected,
and Doctor Wesley tellin me I really got that
shit
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 (Eminem)]
Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's got it
comin',
someone better get this bitch, before she gets kicked in the
stomach
and she's pregnant, buts she's eggin' me on,
beggin' me to throw
her off the steps of this porch
my only weapon is force and I don't wanna
resort to any violence of any sort.
But what's she shovin' me
for?
Doesn't she love me no more?
Wasn't she huggin' me four minutes ago
at the door?
Man, I'm this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this whore.
What would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce?
She's
havin' another baby in a month, and it's yours,
and you find out it isn't
cus this bitch has been visitin' someone else
and suckin' his dick and
kissin' you on the lips when you get back,
to Michigan, now the plot is
thickenin' worse
cus you feel like you've been stickin' your fuckin' dick in
a hearse
so you paranoid at every little cold that you get,
ever since
they told you this shit, you've been holdin' your dick
so you go to the
clinic, sweatin' every minute you in it,
then the doctor comes out lookin'
like Dennis the Menace
and it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS,
he ain't even gotta call you in his office to say it
so you jet back
home, cus you gon' get that hoe, when you see her,
you gon' bend her fuckin'
neck back, yo
cus you love her, you never would expect that blow,
Obie
told you the scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Jesus, I don't believe
this, bitch works at the cleaners,
bringin' me home diseases, swingin' from
Obie's penis
she's so deceivin', shit this hoe's a genius,she g'd us...
[Chorus]
I'm Busy
Fuck these Bitches
Fuck'em all, Get Money
Shady Records,
Obie Trice
Eminem, muthafucka
New millenium shit... Yeah
Turn this shit
off
Turn this shit the fuck off