Bitch

[Bizarre] We got something for the bitches [Intro: Eminem] These bitches always be all, giggling and shit But they get mad when their favorite song don't come on in the club Catch an attitude and shit So we got one for them, it goes like this [Verse 1: Eminem] We wrote a song for the hoes You like to hear it, here it goes A little something you probably won't hear on your radios So when it comes on in the club it's one that everyone knows And if I'm talking too fast it just means you're listening too slow And if you listen a little faster maybe you'll catch up, bitch Ju jah jah jah dah du ju jah, you just made me mess up, bitch Blibiri babiler blabber, it don't matter, I'm just blabbering Like you understand what I'm saying anyway I'm just traveling in one ear and I'm out the other You're so fucking drunk all you hear is the beat b-b-beat I could be saying anything, just get your ass on the floor Wear the same pants that you wore from the day before Baby and shake that ass like a whore [Hook: Eminem and Kon Artis] Yeah, I'm talking to you, bitch Get up and dance, bitch Wiggle that ass, bitch Yeah that's it, bitch Yeah, I called you a bitch, bitch What you going to do about it bitch Sit there and cry like a little bitch, bitch Get up and dance bitch Wiggle that ass bitch You little trash, bitch Yeah, that's it Yeah, I called you a trash, bitch Not trailer trash, switch Take the person you with and exchange partner, bitch [Verse 2: Swifty] Tell me that it ain't no hanging and fuck calling home Until you look at me, before you answer the phone When I flee, your ass can get naked and be as free As you wanna be freak, but I'm taking the key with me You ain't gonna get shit, so don't even ask Disrespect my wishes bitch I'll beat your ass Watch me coming home full, eating half of your doggy bag And I leave laughing, while you calling me on the rag I'm the type that might cut off the lights when I hit And before she cut them on, Kuniva already switched Your ass ain't even riding with Swift unless you're hoeing When I'm done, I'll throw you out and ask you where you going [Verse 3: Bizarre] Ho ain't the only thing you call a girl Slut, Tramp (Oh, how you doing, Sheryl) Ever since I was eight I been starting to hate I said fuck the hoes and started eating cheesecake Scrambled eggs and steak, strawberries and grapes Damn that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy!) Okay back to the bitches, wash the dishes after that Give me stitches, a fucking half Indian chick, sucked my dick This time tomorrow, I won't remember shit Got respect for a player, got on snoop gators And they ain't now and laters, bitch [Hook] [Skit] [Kon Artis] Hey, baby, what's up with you [Dina Rae] Hey [Kuniva] Ayo, your man here with you [Dina Rae] Nope [Kuniva] Nah, you single, I can tell [Kon Artis] You came with them hoes, didn't you [Dina Rae] Huh [Kuniva] No, he meant friends girl, excuse him, it's the liquor [Dina Rae] Hahahaha [Kon Artis] Ayo, let's get this party cracking these bitches ain't got nigga's [Kuniva] Damn, now you know he didn't mean that [Dina Rae] Come on, you seen that [Kon Artis] She all whining and shit, get this bitch a Kleenex [Dina Rae] What did he say [Kuniva] Nothing, he said you seem stressed [Kon Artis] Naw, you gots big breasts [Dina Rae] Huh [Kuniva] And you wearing your nice dress [Dina Rae] Cause I was gonna say [Kon Artis] Oh, you wasn't gonna say shit [Dina Rae] Excuse me [Kuniva] He said Michael Jackson just got another face lift [Dina Rae] Oh [Kon Artis] Dumb ho [Dina Rae] Nigga [Kuniva] No, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you tonight [Kon Artis] Bitch, what up though Just fuck for a buck, do something strange for change Or make me holla for a dolla, just hop in the range [Kuniva] Shh, shit, shut up nigga, no, shut up [Dina Rae] Man, fuck both of y'all niggas [Kuniva] See I was trying to be polite, stank ass trick [Kon Artis] Oh, somebody is jacking off tonight [Verse 4: Proof] Oh you a bitch but don't choke I say the same to my Momma I got Christina, Britney with me Shit, we banging Madonna Watch her strip you on that ten bitch ain't got change for a dollar Blow your tongue and give this one the mouth you came with a condom Quick cum is the motto, so just swallow and breathe Swallow and breathe, now swallow these seeds I know you mocha lotti Mommies won't get down on your knees You want some money honey damn you must be outta your weave Hit the telly fuck her belly you ain't gotta go weak Plus you wanna be a model you need a lot of more sleep I'm a pimp bitch don't be shy, show me them big tits Your lipstick, I want it smeared all on my limp dick For instance, busting nuts is only my interest So princess, don't get your feelings hurt cause men just Party and bullshit till she gargle and swallow the dick I'm taking the train to spain, don't bother calling me, bitch [Hook] [Outro: Kon Artis] Yeah you heard me bitch, did I stu-stu-stutter stupid You ain't listein to the words of this song anyway All you do is listen to the beats with your dumbass, bitch Dancing, trying to get a nigga money in the club with your stupid manipular self We was talking bout you DODO You, you dumb bitch you The one that want a drink and dont want to pay for it Spend all your money you make all week on that dress And I spill a drink on it, acting like I'm drunk when I'm not I'm just trying to fuck I'm just trying to fuck, bitch