She's The One-Bad Meets Evil

[Eminem] Slim Shady, asshole [Royce] Any n*gga with guns, we got guns too More heated, ready to outgun you It's too late I already outgunned you You was around, you know the outcome too Let's play, let me show you what Game is Heartbreak, I'm showin' you what pain is Please, I'm reppin' the D homeboy Where your guns, you steppin' to me homeboy Royce 5-9's the name, n*ggas know And n*ggas know, dealin' with me n*ggas know Ayyo toots, how you get here, you wanna ride I got a five in Southside, you wanna drive? Psych, I ain't got no five, you gold digger You wanna suga-daddy, go get you an old n*gga I got money, I'm just here to bug you girl Can't get none, but you know I love you girl [Hook] She the one that wanna ride hot whips, huh Same one that ain't really got sh*t, huh She want her hair done, then get her nails done Go to Fifth Ave, just to shop for Shanell, huh (She the one that ain't really got sh*t, huh The little b*tch that really ain't got tits, huh F*ckin' slut with a chest enhanced Wouldn't dance if you ain't pay for her breasts implants) [Eminem] Anybody with knives, we got knives too More sharp, and ready to outslice you About five dudes, waitin outside for you And what's inside is coming outside you Get me drunk, and I'll drink anything you can think What's up Ms. B*tch? (Yo, what's up with the ring, you married?) Sh*t, I'm still mingling, b*tch I just wanted to scream, this is the only finger that's it Wattup with you, you married? (Naw, I'm divorced) Of course you are, you little f*ckin trailer park whore (Trailer? I don't live in no trailer I live in a mobilization unit, for your information) B*tch, I got a dick, wanna f*ck? Hold still, so I don't use birth control pills slut F*ck, pump so much cum in your stomach that when I pull out A years and a half old body, deranged baby fall out And I ain't stayin to pay no child support, are you playin? Be a man? B*tch what you sayin? You tryin to pull some bullsh*t, while I got one arm free You want me to make this half-nelson a full? [Hook] [Royce] What's up boo, this is for you and your girlfriend You bank-head, up in Detroit we Earl Flynt Assholes get guns and flashed those Never ever go to Detroit, we blast those (Hi, my name is...) Royce, I'm the king Gimme money, gimme jewels, everything Ayyo, you with the long hair, is it yours? I guess so, got a receipt paid for Got anymore lipstick? I'm sick of red Get a perm, you nappy head, you chicken head I know you ghetto, I ain't trying to take the ghetto out Things about you to tell about, mellow out I'm the one that be makin' the clubs say what Gettin' love, and making the club say what Some of you cats, hate on the low and got sick Any sauce that got hits, not this [Hook]