[Intro: CeeLo Green]
A-doopy-doo-doo-duh
[Verse 1: Eminem, CeeLo Green & Both]
I roll up like the bottom of a toothpaste tube
Blue suede shoes, one missin' a shoelace to it
Two new chains, you can call me 2 Chainz
Ropes hang like Hussein's noose (Woo!)
Yeah, they let the fruitcake loose (Yeah)
It goes: one for the trailer park, two for my baby-ma
Three for the tater tots, four if you ate a lot
Five if you came to rock, straight up while I'm shittin' on my comp'
I'm about to use the John (What?) like Grey Poupon (Dijon; woo!)
Money like a scroll, bitch, my paper long (Yeah)
Longer than it takes a blonde to put her makeup on (Yeah)
'Cause me and Elvis gelled together like cellmates (Hey!)
Yeah, this the Jailhouse, bitch, and I don't give a– (What?)
[Chorus: CeeLo Green & Eminem]
And I don't give a shit about a thing you say
I just wanna feel like a king today
And if you don't like it you can sit and spin
Middle fingers up (Yeah), we 'bout to do this shit again
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Modus operandi: bottle of blond dye (Yeah)
Top five since I discovered peroxide (What?)
Yeah, since I got signed (Woo!), I went from pot pies
To Jack and the Bean– (Huh?), I'm watchin' my stock rise (Woo!)
These little attention seekers, I'm finna treat 'em like diabetics (What?)
Got 'em all on pins and needles (Yeah)
Just like Ozempic, meaning (What?)
Give these little pricks the finger (Haha), and when I stick this thing up
It's higher than Wiz Khalifa (Woo!), soon as he lit the weed up (Huh?)
As I go pickin' speed up (Where?), like I was finna re-up (Yeah)
Rap is my new Vicodin, Suboxone is how I treat it (Get it?)
Still goin' toe-to-toe, I'm still boxing with all my demons (Yeah)
But a couple Xanny bars and I'm Danny Gar–, see ya!
Been stuntin' on you from the jump like Evel Knievel
Back in the cut and stackin' chips up like a can of Pringles
Sometimes I feel like Pete Rose (Why?), I got so many hit singles (Yeah)
Bitch, I barely have any wrinkles (Ha), you sleepin' on me like I'm ZzzQuil
A-doopy-doo-doo-duh
[Verse 1: Eminem, CeeLo Green & Both]
I roll up like the bottom of a toothpaste tube
Blue suede shoes, one missin' a shoelace to it
Two new chains, you can call me 2 Chainz
Ropes hang like Hussein's noose (Woo!)
Yeah, they let the fruitcake loose (Yeah)
It goes: one for the trailer park, two for my baby-ma
Three for the tater tots, four if you ate a lot
Five if you came to rock, straight up while I'm shittin' on my comp'
I'm about to use the John (What?) like Grey Poupon (Dijon; woo!)
Money like a scroll, bitch, my paper long (Yeah)
Longer than it takes a blonde to put her makeup on (Yeah)
'Cause me and Elvis gelled together like cellmates (Hey!)
Yeah, this the Jailhouse, bitch, and I don't give a– (What?)
[Chorus: CeeLo Green & Eminem]
And I don't give a shit about a thing you say
I just wanna feel like a king today
And if you don't like it you can sit and spin
Middle fingers up (Yeah), we 'bout to do this shit again
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Modus operandi: bottle of blond dye (Yeah)
Top five since I discovered peroxide (What?)
Yeah, since I got signed (Woo!), I went from pot pies
To Jack and the Bean– (Huh?), I'm watchin' my stock rise (Woo!)
These little attention seekers, I'm finna treat 'em like diabetics (What?)
Got 'em all on pins and needles (Yeah)
Just like Ozempic, meaning (What?)
Give these little pricks the finger (Haha), and when I stick this thing up
It's higher than Wiz Khalifa (Woo!), soon as he lit the weed up (Huh?)
As I go pickin' speed up (Where?), like I was finna re-up (Yeah)
Rap is my new Vicodin, Suboxone is how I treat it (Get it?)
Still goin' toe-to-toe, I'm still boxing with all my demons (Yeah)
But a couple Xanny bars and I'm Danny Gar–, see ya!
Been stuntin' on you from the jump like Evel Knievel
Back in the cut and stackin' chips up like a can of Pringles
Sometimes I feel like Pete Rose (Why?), I got so many hit singles (Yeah)
Bitch, I barely have any wrinkles (Ha), you sleepin' on me like I'm ZzzQuil
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