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I’m the American Dream, I’m the definiton of white trash ballin’
I’m right back on em, with a (chicka chicka chicka)
I can’t call it; same s**t, different toilet
Oh, you got a nice a**, darling
Can’t wait to get you into my Benz, take you for a spin
What you mean we ain't ********’, you take me for a friend?
Lemme tell you the whole story of Shady’s origin
You’ll be sorry if you slam my Mercedes door again
Now, it all started with my father
I must’ve got my pimpin' genes from him, the way he left my momma
I’m a rolling stone, just like him, word to Johnny Drama
Keep my entourage with me, baby I’m making a promise
There ain't nobody as bomb as me, I’m as calm as the breeze
I’m the bee’s knees, his legs, and his arms
I'm a superstar girl, I’m ready for you, mama
Why you think the only thing I got on is my pajamas


So bad, I’m so good (that I’m so bad)
I guarantee I’ll be the greatest thing you ever had
Cause you ain't never met nobody like me
And you ain't gonna wanna ******** nobody else again


I'm equivalent to a shot of Cuervo
First I’ll kiss your navel, work my way down
Baby you can lay down on the table
But you may wanna find something more stable
I told you I ain't fooling from the gate, this ain't the first day of April
But thank you for staying, April
I'mma make you learn to appreciate me, differentiate me
From these phony, little fishy and sissy fake G’s
Skip over the "huggy bear", and all the "kissy face", please
Initiate Phase 3, missy, now service me
Take another shot of Jäger, shake it so nervously
Take your time baby, oh you’re the bomb baby
Oh you’re doing that even better than your mom, lady
I told you why I’m Shady, you didn't listen, now did you?
Relax woman, you know that I’m only kidding with you
Got a twisted sense of humor, its warped, but I didn't hit you
I think you’re finally starting to get the picture, I’m just

Call me dynamite...dynamite...dynamite, soul
Call me dynamite, dynamite, dynamite soul
I can hold you in the morning but in the evening I gotta go
Cause I'm on to the next girl and the next girl I kind of like, oh


I got you caught up in the rapture
Make you recapture the feelings you had for
Your last boyfriend, before he slapped ya
You never wanted someone so bad, you're
Sweating, but if I’m what you wanted
Why’d you panic when I grabbed ya?
Girl, don't be so frantic, I’m just a hopeless romantic
Don't try to fight the feeling of something that's so organic
You can’t ignore it, so don't just stand before it
Just drop them panties to the floor, let’s get to camcording
Damn shawty, I told you this was bound to happen
Soon as you wrote your number on the napkin
I was bound to work a number on your back
And throw your spine out of alignment
My love has got you so blind that
You couldn't pick Amy Winehouse out of a lineup
So stop at the store, pick a pint up
Let's get the pineapple Schnapps going
No one will knock cause I'mma hang a sign up saying "don't disturb"
Shawty I’m so superb, I say the right things
Don't I spit the dopest words?
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