Intro: Eminem Bitches always be all... gigglin
and shit. (come on BITCH) But they get mad when
there favorite song dont come on in the club.
Catch an attitude and shit We got one for them.
goes like this

Verse 1: Eminem We wrote a song for the hoes
You like to hear? here it goes A little somethin
you probably won't hear on the radio So when it
comes on in the club it's one that everyone knows
And if I'm talking to fast it just means you're
listening to slow And if you listen a little
faster maybe you'll catch up, Bitch Jew Ja Jaw
Jaw Da Dun Jew Ja You just made me mess up, Bitch
Bleeb Blab Blah Blah Blah Blah It don't matter,
I'm just blabbering Like you understand what I'm
saying Anyway I'm just traveling In one ear and
I'm out the other You're so fuckin drunk all you
hear is the Beat da beat I could be sayin
anything Get ya ass on the floor Wear the same
pants that you wore from the day before Baby and
shake that ass like a whore

Chorus Yeah i'm talkin to you BITCH (get up
and dance bitch) Wiggle that ass BITCH (yeah
thats it. yeah i called you a bitch) What you
going to do about it BITCH? Sit there and cry
like a little BITCH? BITCH.

Get up and dance BITCH (wiggle that ass bitch)
You little trash BITCH (yeah thats it. yeah i
called you a trash bitch) Not trailer trash
SWITCH Take the person you with and exchange
partners

Verse 2: Kuniva Tell me that it aint no
hangin, and fuck callin home Untill you look at
me before you answer the phone When i flee, your
ass can get as naked and be as free As you wanna
be freak But i'm takin the key with me. You aint
gonna get shit, so dont even ask Disrespect my
wishes, i'll beat your ass Watch me comin home
floor eatin half of your doggy bag And i leave
laughin, while you callin me on the rag I'm the
type that might cut off the lights when i hit And
before she cut them on, Kuniva already SWITCHED
Your ass aint even ridin with Swift unless your
goin When i'm done, i throw you out and ask you
where you goin

Verse 3: Bizarre Hoe aint the only thing you
call a girl Slut, Tramp, (oh, how you doin sir?)
Ever since i was 8, i been startin to hate I said
fuck the Ho's, started eatin cheese cake
Scrambled eggs and steak, strawberrys and grapes
Damn that sounds great, hold on wait (Bizzy) Ok,
back to the bitches, wash the dishes after that
Give me stitches. a fuckin half indian chick, suck
my dick This time tommorow, i wont remember shit
Got respect for a player, got on snoop gators And
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Chorus

Verse 4: Kuniva, Kon Artis, Dina Rae Hey baby
whats up with you Aiiyo your man here with you?
Nah, you single, i can tell(you came with them
hoes didnt you) No you need friends girl, excuse
him mr lick it (aiiyo lets get this party crackin
these bitches aint got bitches) Now you know he
didnt mean that (come on you seen that) (she all
whinin and shit, get this bitch a kleenex) (what
did he say?) Nothin, he said you seem stressed
(naw, you got a big butt) And you wearin your
nice dress(cuz i was gonna say) (you wasn't gonna
say shit) (excuse me?) He said Michael Jackson
jus got another face lift (dumb hoe) (oh,
nigga!) No, gumbo, he wanna cook it for you
tonight (bitch, what up though jus fuck for a
buck, do somethin strange for change, maybe holla
for a dolla, jus hop in the range) (fuck both
yall niggas) See i was tryin to be polite, stank
ass trick (oh someone jackin off tonight)

Verse 5: Proof Why you a bitch but dont choke
I say the same to my momma I got Christina,
Brittany with me, shit We bangin Madonna Watch
her strip you on that 10 bitch aint got change for
a dollar Blow your tounge and give kiss on your
mouth you came with a condom Quick out is the
motto and jus swallow breathe, swallow breathe,
now swallow these e's I know you moca lotti
mommys wont get down on your knees You wont some
money honey damn you must be outta your weave Hit
the telly fuck her belly you aint gotta go weak
Plus you wanna be a mattie you need a lot of more
sleep I'm a pimp bitch dont be shy, show me them
big tits Your lipstick, i want it smeared all on
my limp dick For instance, busting nuts is only
my interest So princess, don't get your feelings
hurt cuz men jus Partyin bullshit till she gargle
and swallow my dick I'm takin the train to spain,
don't bother callin bitch

Chorus

Outro Yeah, you heard me bitch. Did i
stu-stu-studder stupid? You aint listein to the
words of this song anyways All you do is listen
to the beats with your dumbass (BITCH) Dancin,
tryin to get a nigga money in the club With your
stupid manuper self I was talkin bout you Do-do
You, you dumb bitch YOU! The one that want a
drink but dont want to pay for it Spend all the
money you make all week on that dress And i spill
a drink on it, actin like i'm drunk when i'm not
I"M JUST TRYIN TO FUCK IM JUS TRYIN TO FUCK
BITCH!

(D-Twizzy, Yeah. Bitch, Bitch)