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lirik lagu that’s all she wrote – eminem


[chorus]
now i don’t really care what you call me
you can even call me cold
these b*tches know as soon as they saw me
its never me to get the privilege to know
i roll like a desperado
now i never know where i’m gonna go
still i ball like there’s no tomorrow
until its over and its all she wrote

[verse 1]
your staring straight into a barrel of hate terrible fate,
not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
cupid shot his arrow and missed
wait sarah you’re late, your train left.
mascara and eggs smeared on your face
nights over goodbye, hoe
i thought that i told ya’ the spilled nut ain’t nothing to cry over
never shoulda’ came within range of my rover
shoulda’ known i was trouble soon as i rolled up,
any chick who’s dumb enough out there i blind fold her,
she still comes back to my crib, must want me to mess with her mind hold up.
she must’ve took me for some high roller.
but i wont buy her a soda unless it’s rock n’ rye cola. (faygo’s cheaper)
buy you a bag of fritos i wouldn’t let u eat the f*cking chip on my shoulder.
if you was bleach and i was hair i wouldn’t dye for ya
tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling 5 molars
you get your eyes swole up i’m on my straight grizzly
so why would i buy you a gay *ss teddy bear, b*tch, you’re already bi-polar

[chorus]
now i don’t really care what you call me
you can even call me cold
these b*tches know as soon as they saw me
its never me to get the privilege to know
i roll like a desperado
now i never know where i’m gonna go
still i ball like there’s no tomorrow
until its over and its all she wrote

[verse 2]
man tip told me on this hoe tip
best tip i could give you to hip you
never let these traits trick you
mighty ambiguous of you to think i love sl*t, sh*t
dig you a hole
take the shovel and dig you some dignity b*tch
sh*t you talk about some advice that sticks with you
if i should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns
like double stick, its you, but f*ck it tip, it’s cool
i’m chillin like a villain
like the penguin in it’s f*cking igloo eating fudgesicles
i’d rather slip and fall in sh*t than fall in love with you
before i tie a f*cking knot i’d tie you in one b*tch
you think this is some nintendo game how f*cking dumb is you
i’ll give you some mumps before i split some lump sums with you
so here’s a penny for your thoughts but it won’t buy you a cheeseburger although a nickle might just get you one pickle
f*ck it, its official so blow the whistle i got a trust issue
there’s a bombsh*ll, scud missile
like i just cuss at you to f*cking cuss at you
like before i rapped i was some motherf*cking stud
sl*t, this will teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way fo shizzle
i still live like i bought you the gilbert slot checks stob bizzle
so f*ck scissors these checkers are bust like a blood blister

[chorus]
now i don’t really care what you call me
you can even call me cold
these b*tches know as soon as they saw me
its never me to get the privilege to know
i roll like a desperado
now i never know where i’m gonna go
still i ball like there’s no tomorrow
until its over and its all she wrote

[verse 3]
yeah i guess life is a b*tch ain’t it tip
and each one thinks “say this sh*t”
shirt off my back i wouldn’t give you the dirt off my handkerchief
i’m giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine
let em get a good taste of it
i’m sure you got that relationship memo by now
but in case you didn’t
this is so bad, put a sticky note to your forehead and staple it
life is too short and i got no time to sit around just wasting it
so i pace this sh*t a little bit quicker
that clock come racing in double time
but i still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
it may take you pr*cks to catch on
while you strong arm like stretch armstrong
man i still say k-mart’s like there’s an apostrophe “s” on it dog
and they say mcdonalds isn’t a restaurant well i guess i’m wrong
but if you gonna tell me that the a&w ain’t the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the “f” on dawg

[chorus]
now i don’t really care what you call me
you can even call me cold
these b*tches know as soon as they saw me
its never me to get the privilege to know
i roll like a desperado
now i never know where i’m gonna go
still i ball like there’s no tomorrow
until its over and its all she wrote


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Disclaimer: lirik lagu that's all she wrote - eminem adalah properti dan hak cipta oleh pemilik / pencipta, dan disajikan untuk tujuan edukasi, promosi dan untuk penggunaan pribadi.


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