Crack A Bottle (Dirty)

Oooh! 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 diabolical villain in the world, Slim Shady!

So crack a bottle, let your body waddle

Don't act like a snobby model

You just hit the lotto

Uh oh uh oh, bitches hopping in my Tahoe

Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

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

And 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

Ladies and gentlemen, Dr Dre

They see that low rider go by there, 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 can't scratch, they're sick of me

But hey, what else can I say? I love LA

Cuz over and above all, it's 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 damned, just fucked around and crashed my Benz

Driving around with a smashed front end

Let's cash that one in

Grab another one from out the stable

The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Derado

The hell if I know

Do I want leather seats or vinyl

Decisions, decisions garage looks like precision collision

Or maico beats quake like Waco

Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though

Back when Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk

Picture us, you'll just be another one bit the dust

Just one of my mother's son who got thrown under the bus

Kiss my butt lick my wonder cheese from under my nuts

They disgust, me to see the game the way that it looks

It's a must, I redeem my name n haters get murked

Bitches lust man they love me when I lay in the cut

Missed the cut the lady give a raidy some paper cut

Now picture us It's ridiculous you curse at the thought

Cuz when I spit the verse the shit gets worse and worse cause your soft

If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time

Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes

It's elementary the elephants have entered the room

I venture to say with the same repetition is true

Not to mention back with a vengeance, so here's the signal

Of the bat symbol The platinum dude is back on you hoes

It's sorta like pourin' Draino down a live volcano

You never know what'll happen next, it may blow

Same thing happens to the beats when Dre blows

I talk shit, but my dick's long as my payroll

I get ass like a ball player, but I'm a boss player

Pimpin' hoes from here to Australia

Till I get heart failure

Look at ya half of ya'll, all scared

Other half, hands up in the air, like 'Awww yeah'

This is our year, this is what you call sheer talent,

But I think at this point it's just obvious

Fierce, they say my music's good for all queers

Cuz I make your ear ring, get it?, piercin' all ears

Call us the mafia We got the fucking mob here

Gimme the hate and I'll feed off of ya's all year

Shit, I'm just doing my job here

You don't want no problem, do ya?

Fuck it, I'll even crack a bottle for ya