Obie
Yo (I'm sick)
Damn, you straight, dog?
That's why I ain't got no time (I think I got chlamydia)
For these games and stupid tricks
Or these ** (bitch) on my **
That's how dudes be gettin' sick (that **)
That's how **s be gettin' drips
Fallin' victims to this **
From these ** on our **s
**in' chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time
Yo, I woke up, ** up off the liquor I drunk (damn)
I had a bag of the skunk, won in last night's tunk
** residue was on my **, Denise from the cleaner's
** me good, you shoulda seen this
Big booty **, switch unbearable (shit)
French roll stylin', body like a stallion
Sizin' up the figure, while my ** gettin' bigger
Debatin' on a ** or do I wanna be her **?
Caressin' this **, plus I'm checkin' out them ** (damn)
Sippin' on that fine ** I ain't used to buyin'
I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
Like takin' hoes' money, but that's another story
For surely, ** on toast, after we toast
Her clothes fell like Bishop in Juice (come here)
The womb beater, clean ** eater, insertin' my jock
In that spot hotter than the hottest block
"Don't stop," response I got when I was knockin' it
Clock's steady tickin', kinky finger lickin'
And can on, semen's at my tip when she moans
I gotta slow down before I cum soon
And work that ** like a slave owner
When I dropped off my outfit she knew I wanted to bone her
She foamin' at them lips, the ones between the hips
Pubic hair's lookin' like some sour cream dip
Without the nacho, my ** hit the spot though
** tighter than conditions of us black folks
We in the final stretch, the last part of sex
I bust a fat-ass nut, then I woke up next
Like, what the ** is goin' on here? This ** evaporated
** and all just picked up and vacated
Now I'm frustrated, 'cause my ** was unprotected
And Doctor Wesley tellin' me I really got that ** (fuck)
That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
Or these ** on my **
That's how dudes be gettin' sick
That's how **s be gettin' drips
Fallin' victims to this **
From these ** on our **s
**in' chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time
Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's got it comin'
Someone better get this ** 'fore she gets kicked in the stomach
And she's pregnant, but she's eggin' me on, beggin' me
To throw her off the steps of this porch, my only weapon is force
And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
But what's she shovin' me for? Doesn't she love me no more?
Wasn't she huggin' me four minutes ago at the door?
Man, I'm this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this whore
What would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce?
She's havin' another baby in a month and it's yours
And you found out it isn't, 'cause this ** has been visitin'
Someone else and suckin' his ** and
Kissin' you on the lips when you get back to Michigan
Now the plot is thickenin' worse
'Cause you feel like you've been stickin' your **in' ** in a hearse
So you're paranoid at every little cold that you get
Ever since they told you this **, you've been holdin' your **
So you go to the clinic, sweatin' every minute you in it
Then the doctor comes out, lookin' like Dennis the Menace
And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS
He ain't even gotta call you in his office to say it
So you jet back home, 'cause you gon' get that ho
When you see her, you gon' bend her **in' neck back, yo
'Cause you love her, you never would expect that blow
Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Jesus, I don't believe this ** works at the cleaner's
Bringin' me home diseases, swingin' from Obie's **
She's so deceivin', **, this ho's a genius, she G'd us
That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
Or these ** on my **
That's how dudes be gettin' sick
That's how **s be gettin' drips
Fallin' victims to this **
From these ** on our **s
**in' chickens with no ribs
That's why I ain't got no time
I'm busy, yeah, ** these **
** 'em all
Get money, Shady Records (ha, woo)
Obie Trice, Eminem, **
New millennium **, yeah
Turn this ** off, man, turn this ** the **