All She Wrote-Eminem

Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These b**ches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me they'll get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and that's all she wrote You're starin' straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed, wait Sarah you're late Your train left; mascara and eggs smeared on your face Night's over, good bye ho I thought that I told ya That spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over Never should've came within range of my Rover Should've known I was trouble soon as I rolled up Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her To still come back to the crib Must want me to mess with her mind, hold up She mistook me for some high roller, well I won't buy her soda Unless it's Rock & Rye Cola (Faygo's cheaper) Buy you a bag of Fritos? I wouldn't let you eat the f**kin' chip on my shoulder If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya Trying to pull five bucks from me is like trying to pull five molars You'll get your eyes swoll up, I'm on my straight grizzly So why would I buy you a gay a** teddy bear b**ch? you're already bi-polar! Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These b**ches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me they'll get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and that's all she wrote Man TIP told me on this ho tip, best tip I could give you to help you Is never to let these tricks trick you Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, sh*t Dig you a hole? Take the shovel and dig you some dignity, b**ch Sh*t you talk about some advice that sticks with you If I should listen to anyone, tell me to stick to my guns Like double stick it's you, but f**k ‘em TIP, it's cool I'm chilling like a villain like the penguin in its f**king igloo eating fudgesicles I'd rather slip and fall in sh*t than fall in love with you Before I tie a f**king knot I'd tie you in one b**ch You think this is some Nintendo game how f**king dumb is you I'll give you some lumps before I split some lump sums with you So here's a penny for your thoughts But it won't buy you a cheeseburger But a nickel might just get you one pickle F**k it, it's official so blow the whistle I got a trust issue There's a bombshell, scud missile Like I just cuss at you to f**king cuss at you Like before I rapped I was a motherf**king stud Slut, this will teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way for shizzle I still live like I budget a Gilbert's Lodge check stub, bizzle So f**k Sizzler these checkers are bust like a blood blister Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These b**ches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me they'll get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and that's all she wrote Yeah I guess life is a b**ch, ain't it TIP? And each one thinks they the sh*t Shirt off my back? I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief I'm givin' these hoes a dose of their own medicine Let em get a good taste of it I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now, but in case you didn't I'll stick this whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wastin' it So I pace this sh*t a little bit quicker, that clock I'm racin' it Double timin it', but I still spit triple the amount Of insults in a tenth of the time that it may take you pricks To catch on, while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong Man I still say K-mart's like there's an apostrophe "S" on it, dog And they say McDonalds isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong But if you gonna tell me that A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs You can get the "F" on dawg Now I don't really care what you call me You can even call me cold These b**ches knew as soon as they saw me It's never me they'll get the privilege to know I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go Still I ball like there's no tomorrow Until it's over and that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over and that's all she wrote All she wrote, all she wrote Ya, goodnight it's over, and that's all she wrote