Got Some Teeth

Woo, damn There's a lot of bitches up in here tonight boy I'm about to get drunk Let's hold down Where the bar at? Okay, okie dokey Obie's here No more focus, hobo's got a career And I like your brassiere and there's a party in here And I'm ready to talk naughty in Veronica's ear She erotic and it's hot, saw a Heineken beer Put it to the side and invite here to "Cheers" Pull up a chair, nigga swear no drama Prepare for a player, who workin' with a monster I ain't got time to waste, let's vacate the place Shut blinds and drapes, grind to your face in a grimy state Concentrate, you will find that your bound to get But we found what's fate We can watch two incredible mates masturbate Why settle and wait, let's Escalade to the nearest Super Eight Until your rear is on the mirrors and they smearin' booty cheeks Come on And this is my favorite song Now sing along, when the DJ throws it on And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep And wake up, hopefully she got some teeth (uh huh) And this is my favorite song Now sing along, when the DJ throws it on And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep And wake up, hopefully she got some teeth (uh huh) Okay holy moly derriere Look around the club booty everywhere And she caught me starin' And my homies darin' me to approach Karen She's model material, but she got a venereal Tons of baby fathers', baby bottles and cereal She holla 'cause I got a lot of DeNiro (DeNiro) The DJ's playin' Obie's song on the stereo And she's impaired and she wants to be headin' home With the real thing not the dildo clone And I know I don't want to be headin' home With some double D's full of silicon Ten hood rat chicks surround me outside Found me outside, clown me outside 'Til I pop the trunk and they found me outside Bustin' at the bitches screamin' "off to they rides!" And this is my favorite song Now sing along, when the DJ throws it on And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep And wake up, hopefully she got some teeth (uh huh) And this is my favorite song Now sing along, when the DJ throws it on And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep And wake up, hopefully she got some teeth (uh huh) Okay rolie polies everywhere Gotta find a slim chick's atmosphere Obesity's glarin' and she got me fearin' She's gonna come over here and try to eat me literally Like a box of Cherrios Carry cupcakes and chocolate Tootsie rolls I'm outta order cause I gotta big girl disorder So better cover up that blubber or I'll split And I ain't got time to play Let's investigate another place today Ladies less in weight and the dress they shape Dresses petite, no window drapes Word to mother, they god damn Okra and beans Got ya Oprah and jeans Seems to me a little lean cuisine Wouldn't hurt much, hot don't touch And this is my favorite song Now sing along, when the DJ throws it on And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep And wake up, hopefully she got some teeth (uh huh) And this is my favorite song Now sing along, when the DJ throws it on And if I leave here tonight and I fall asleep And wake up, hopefully she got some teeth (uh huh) Ha ha, ha ha, ha You gotta have teeth baby It just wouldn't look right Look, me big lips You no teeth, it wouldn't work You know what I'm sayin' Yeah I'm feelin' good Shady Records man Obie Trice, come on --- Got Some Teeth - Eminem and Obie Trice