Bangladesh - A Kiss lyrics

[Intro] I wanna get kissed, kissed-kissed [Verse 1: Royce] Nickel Nina n***a Twitter beefing First rapper to shot a fan Gucci's my absolute state of mind like Waka's man Chopper's spraying, getting head in a car parked, new Gallardo This b**h s**ing my dick today, call it yesterday's news tomorrow Stretch a n***a out, I'm the new Taibo 'bout to cross over, I'm the new Ivo 'bout to saves a couple of these b**hes That's right, I'm the new Bible You? You five-O, me I'm more grounded than punishments But I'm too fly though Y'all n***as be whining, I should call you Moscato [Eminem] Look down at the floorboard It looks like someone left a pair of stiletto shoes in my Tahoe Never know just what type of a ho inside of my ride I may let Last night went to 5 a.m. and she ain't even recover from last Friday yet Hoes all over the ride like it's an ice cream truck I can see why they fret I already ran over two hoes And I ain't get out the f**ing driveway yet Soon as I open the door, you try to resist What for? Get in girl, don't front shorty You're, fighting an un-winnable war, it's useless As tits on a boar or little tits on a who*e Got 'em acting like spoiled brats kicking and screaming Like little kids throwing fits on the floor Get in the whip, but you ain't turning this frog into a prince Why you tryna keep convincing me for [Hook] I wanna get kissed, kissed-kissed (you, you get one) I wanna get kissed, kissed-kissed (not from me) I wanna get kissed, kissed-kissed (not on the lips, are you crazy) (Maybe the cheek but that's all you gon' get from me) [Verse 2: Eminem] Now you in my whip just long as you understand that I can't be whipped You say companionship, I say abandon ship I'm a gigolo so you know I'm always on the go I don't got no time to slow down for no relationsh** Drop the P and add a T Yeah, you can get mad at me all you want But I'm ghost before you can even say boo hun, let alone call me one A one night stand is all he wants with a female fan, yeah, one like Stan He's so 'bout a one nightstand His bedroom has two lamps and only one nightstand Get the hint Ooh yeah boo, ew I ain't finna argue but why do you think they call it boo Yeah, cause the sound of it's 'posed to scare you [Royce] Oh ho, we can share you in the back of the McLaren I don't give a f** what your name is We gon' call you Hi and Bye Hope you bi in the mean time your name is Sharon Slow the flow down so I can what Tell you same face I make When I'm shooting the gun's the same face that I make when I f** From the back of my hand on your neck Pressing your face against these sheets, it's insane You vin changed Cause I'm outta this world girl I got that Milky Way dick vein I'm at an all-time high with highness I'm at an all-time fly with flyness And this is exactly what they say when they bow to your highness, yeah [Hook] [Verse 3: Royce] Nickel Nina n***a Twitter beefing, first rapper to shot a fan (Push a chick out the car while it's moving like Waka's man) Her bottom's dark, but her top is tan, her private parts Got her on the pole, like the opposite of her papa's plan (Come on stripper, let's hit the strip, 180 throw it in reverse And drop the trans, I'm in the trance, now look at this b**h dance) Looking at this tramp, like what you wearing girl, quit playing (Yeah, b**h and them scratch and sniff pants Well let me scratch 'em) Let me sniff, yeah What? Did I say that? I'm on lean like Styrofoam cups and kickstands [Eminem] Middle finger stuck on f** Stiff hands, but girl you got a bu*t like no if ands So yeah, what the hell, maybe All hail, Shady, he'll tell it like it is So tell Katy Perry he's on her tail, he's tailgating These bells are my mating call and I'm here Bell's waiting, and tell Lady Gaga, she can quit her job at the post office, she's still a male lady Wouldn't f** her with her dick, you heard the verdict's in He's allergic to divas and take meat cleavers to 'em Him don't give a damn about beaver do him What a demon, a behemoth evil just seems to be seething through him [Royce] I like the little strip tease you doing this evening You and me gon' find three more chickadees and have a menage like Nicki You hot like a Dickie outfit in Texas without sh** under it Sweating, s** my dick or get to stepping's my logic [Eminem] My God trick, my dick is hard, thick as a yardstick What we gonna do Ride around 'til we're carsick Then I'm gonna put this sh** in park like dog sh** And you can blow me in the dark In the parking lot of the trailer park by the garbage What you waiting on Me to roll out the carpet Condoms are in the glove compartment, let's start it Think I'm joking What, am I sitting here Tryna make fake farts with my armpits Tryna get you to spit pop through your nose Am I here to amuse you, stop it [Royce] I'm in your pocket outside of a church The other hand reaching for bottom of your purse You giving me head in a boxing stance My dick's so big you could drop it in dirt I'm not your man, we're sparring partners There's five things you are in charge of That's s**ing the dick, s**ing the dick s**ing the dick, s**ing the dick, s**ing the dick [Eminem] If you ain't s**ing a dick, why you sitting there With puckered lips? Oh that's collagen, mothaf**in' b**h What you mean how'd you, get s**ered into this You gon' jump into my truck and then try to get truculent (You should be suffering, you should be cooking) (You should be buckling your seat-belt with oven mitts) Excuse me while I'm making an a** of myself But it's only cause I just wanna get [Hook]