The Neptunes - She's the One lyrics

[Eminem] Slim Shady, a**hole [Royce] For any n***a with guns We got guns too More heated Ready to outgun you It's too late I already outgunned you You was around You know the outcome too Let's play, let me show you what Game is Heartbreak, I'm showing you what pain is Please, I'm repping the D homeboy Where your guns, you stepping to me homeboy Royce 5'9"'s the name, n***as know And n***as know, dealing with me n***as know Ayo toots, how you get here, you wanna ride I got a five in Southside, you wanna drive Psych, I ain't got no five, you gold digger You wanna suga-daddy, go get you an old n***a I got money, I'm just here to bug you girl You can't get none, but you know I love you girl [Refrain] Yo she the one that wanna ride hot whips, huh Same one that ain't really got sh**, huh She want her hair done, then get her nails done Go to Fifth Ave, just to shop for Chanel, huh She the one who ain't really got sh**, huh That little b**h that really ain't got tits, huh The f**ing s*ut with her chest enhanced Titty dances to pay for her breasts implants, huh [Eminem] Anybody with knives, we got knives too More sharper and ready to outslice you About five dudes deep, who out-size you And wanna see insides coming outside you Get me drunk and I'll drink anything you can think What's up Ms. b**h Yo, what's up with the ring, you married sh**, I'm still mingling, b**h I just wanted this ring, this the only finger it fit Wattup with you, you married Naw, I'm divorced Of course you are, you little f**ing trailer park who*e Trailer, I don't live in no trailer I live in a mobilization unit, for your information b**h, I got a dick, wanna f** Hold still, swallow this birth control pill, s*ut Before I pump so much cum in your stomach that when I pull out A year-and-a-half old, potty-trained baby falls out And I ain't staying to pay no child support, are you playing Be a man b**h what you saying You tryin to pull some bullsh** While I got one arm free You want me to make this half-nelson a full [Refrain] [Royce] What's up boo, this is for you and your girlfriend You Bankhead, up in Detroit we Earl Flynn a**holes get guns and flashed those Never ever go to Detroit, we blast those Hi, my name is Royce, I'm the king Gimme money, gimme j**els, everything Ayo, you with the long hair, is it yours I guess so, got a reciept paid for Got anymore lipstick I'm sick of red Get a perm, you nappy head, you chicken head I know you ghetto, I ain't trying to take the ghetto out Things about you to tell about, mellow out I'm the one that be making the clubs say what Getting love, and making the club say what Some of you cats hate on the low and got sick Any songs that's not hits, it's not this [Refrain]