• Eminem, Dr. Dre - Crack a Bottle lyrics, full song

  • (favorite) Ooww Ladies and gentlemen
    The moment you’ve all been waiting for ..
    In this corner : weighing 175 pounds,
    With a record of 17 rapes, 400 assaults, and 4 murders,
    The undisputed, most diabolic villain in the world:
    Slim Shady!

    [Refrain Eminem]
    So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
    Don’t act like a snobby model you just hit the lotto
    O-oh o-oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe
    Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got clothes
    Now where’s the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers?
    I noticed there’s so many of them
    And there’s really not that many of us.
    Ladies love us and my posse’s kicking up dust.
    It’s on till the break of dawn
    And we’re starting this party from dusk

    Ok … let’s go

    Back when Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
    Fix your must, you’ll just be another one bit the dust
    Just one of my mothers son who got thrown under the bus
    Kiss my butt. Lick frumunda cheese from under my nuts
    It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
    Its a must I redeem my name n haters get mushed.
    Bitches lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut.
    Fist the cut. The lady give her eighty some paper cut.
    Now picture us. Its ridiculous you curse at the thought
    Cuz when I spit the verse the shit
    Gets worse then worcestershire sauce
    If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
    Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
    Its elementary. The elephants have entered the room.
    I venture to say we’re the center of attention its true
    Not to mention back with a vengeance so here’s the signal
    Of the bat symbol. The platinum trio’s back on you hoes.

    [Refrain Eminem]

    Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

    [Dr Dre]
    They see that low rider go by they’re, like Oh my!
    You ain’t got to tell me why you’re sick cuz I know why.
    I dip through in that six trey like sick’ em Dre.
    I’m an itch that they cant scratch, they’re sick of me.
    But hey, what else can I say? I love LA.
    Cuz over and above all, its just another day
    And this one begins where the last one ends.
    Pick up where we left off and get smashed again.
    I’ll be dammed, just fucked around and crashed my Benz.
    Driving around with a smashed front end
    Lets cash that one in.
    Grab another one from out the stable
    The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Dorado
    The hell if I know.
    Do I want leather seats or vinyl?
    Decisions, decision
    Garage looks like Precision Collision.
    Or Maaco beats quake like Waco
    Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though

    [Refrain Eminem]

    And I take great pleasure in introducing: 50 Cent

    [50 Cent]
    It’s bottle after bottle
    The money ain’t a thang when you party with me
    Its what we into its simple
    We ball out of control like you wouldn’t believe
    I’m the napalm the bomb the don i’m King Kong
    Get rolled on wrapped up and reigned on
    I’m so calm through Vietnam ring the alarm
    Bring the shaun dawn burn marajauan do what you want
    Nigga on and on till the break of what
    Get the paper man i’m caking you know i don’t give a fuck
    I spend it like it don’t mean nothing
    Blow it like its supposed to be blown
    Motherfucker i’m grown
    I stunt i style i flash the shit
    I gets what the fuck i want so what I trick
    Fat ass burgundy bags classy shit Jimmy Cho shoes
    I say move a bitch move