[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/Ray Fraser |
[00:00.043] | 作词 : Marshall Mathers |
[00:00.130] | You sound like a *****, ***** |
[00:01.670] | Shut the **** up! |
[00:02.770] | When your fans become your haters |
[00:04.330] | You done? |
[00:04.930] | ******' beard's weird |
[00:05.950] | All right |
[00:06.210] | You yellin' at the mic, you weird beard |
[00:07.910] | We doin' this once |
[00:08.360] | You yellin' at the mic, your beard's weird |
[00:09.900] | Why you yellin' at the mic? (Illa) |
[00:10.590] | Rihanna just hit me on the text |
[00:12.800] | Last night I left hickeys on her neck |
[00:15.150] | Wait, you just dissed me? I'm perplexed |
[00:17.520] | Insult me in a line, compliment me on the next |
[00:19.520] | Damn, I'm really sorry you want me to have a heart attack |
[00:22.020] | Was watchin' 8 Mile on my NordicTrack |
[00:24.500] | Realized I forgot to call you back |
[00:26.110] | Here's that autograph for your daughter, |
[00:27.750] | I wrote it on a Starter cap |
[00:28.920] | Stan, Stan, son |
[00:31.200] | Listen, man, Dad isn't mad |
[00:33.460] | But how you gonna name yourself after a damn gun |
[00:36.740] | And have a man-bun? |
[00:38.020] | The giant's woke, eyes open, undeniable |
[00:40.780] | Supplyin' smoke, got the fire stoked |
[00:42.440] | Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me |
[00:44.570] | I say one call to Interscope and you're Swayze |
[00:46.980] | Your reply got the crowd yelling, "Woo!" |
[00:49.190] | So before you die let's see who can out-petty who |
[00:51.110] | With your corny lines ("Slim, you're old")—ow, Kelly, ooh |
[00:53.520] | But I'm 45 and I'm still outselling you |
[00:55.800] | By 29, I had three albums that had blew |
[00:58.130] | Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do |
[01:00.440] | Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food |
[01:02.040] | But you're a ******' mole hill |
[01:03.490] | Now I'ma make a mountain out of you, woo! |
[01:05.360] | Ho, chill, actin' like you put the chrome barrel |
[01:07.430] | To my bone marrow |
[01:08.280] | Gunner? *****, you ain't a bow and arrow |
[01:09.790] | Say you'll run up on me like a phone bill, |
[01:11.270] | Sprayin' lead (brrt) |
[01:12.340] | Playin' dead, |
[01:12.940] | That's the only time you hold still (hold up) |
[01:14.830] | Are you eating cereal or oatmeal? |
[01:16.620] | What the ****'s in the bowl, milk? |
[01:18.110] | Wheaties or Cheerios? |
[01:19.080] | 'Cause I'm takin' a **** in 'em, |
[01:20.340] | Kelly, I need reading material |
[01:21.650] | Dictionary |
[01:22.710] | "Yo, Slim, your last four albums sucked |
[01:24.760] | Go back to Recovery," oh shoot, |
[01:26.400] | That was three albums ago |
[01:27.630] | What do you know? Oops |
[01:28.730] | Know your facts before you come at me, lil' goof |
[01:30.960] | Luxury, oh, you broke, *****? |
[01:32.540] | Yeah, I had enough money in '02 |
[01:34.260] | To burn it in front of you, ho |
[01:35.580] | Younger me? No, you're the wack me, |
[01:36.970] | It's funny but so true |
[01:38.260] | I'd rather be 80-year-old me than 20-year-old you |
[01:41.160] | 'Til I'm hitting old age |
[01:43.410] | Still can fill a whole page with a 10-year-old's rage |
[01:45.670] | Got more fans than you in your own city, |
[01:47.300] | Lil' kiddy, go play |
[01:48.420] | Feel like I'm babysitting Lil Tay |
[01:50.150] | Got the Diddy okay so you spent your whole day |
[01:52.370] | Shootin' a video just to ******' dig your own grave |
[01:54.560] | Got you at your own wake, I'm the billy goat |
[01:56.770] | You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay |
[01:59.250] | Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy ho, |
[02:01.170] | You about to really blow |
[02:02.180] | Kelly, they'll be putting your name |
[02:03.730] | Next to Ja, next to Benzino—die, ************! |
[02:06.160] | Like the last ************ sayin' Hailie in vain |
[02:08.350] | Alien brain, you Satanist (yeah) |
[02:11.030] | My biggest flops are your greatest hits |
[02:12.750] | The game's mine again |
[02:13.730] | And ain't nothin' changed but the locks |
[02:15.120] | So before I slay this ***** I, mwah, give Jade a kiss |
[02:17.780] | Gotta wake up Labor Day to this (the ****?) |
[02:20.560] | Bein' rich-shamed by some prick |
[02:22.420] | Usin' my name for clickbait |
[02:23.760] | In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name |
[02:25.890] | Now I gotta cock back, aim |
[02:27.470] | Yeah, *****, pop Champagne to this! (pop) |
[02:29.230] | It's your moment |
[02:30.650] | This is it, as big as you're gonna get, so enjoy it |
[02:33.300] | Had to give you a career to destroy it |
[02:35.640] | Lethal injection |
[02:36.850] | Go to sleep six feet deep, |
[02:37.920] | I'll give you a B for the effort |
[02:39.550] | But if I was three-foot-eleven |
[02:40.950] | You'd look up to me, and for the record |
[02:42.500] | You would suck a **** to ******' be me for a second |
[02:44.480] | Lick a ballsack to get on my channel |
[02:46.890] | Give your life to be as solidified |
[02:48.750] | This ***********' **** is like Rambo |
[02:50.330] | When he's out of bullets |
[02:51.290] | So what good is a ******' machine gun |
[02:52.730] | When it's out of ammo? |
[02:53.870] | Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapper |
[02:55.840] | How the **** can him and I battle? |
[02:57.060] | He'll have to **** Kim in my flannel |
[02:58.750] | I'll give him my sandals |
[03:00.010] | 'Cause he knows long as I'm Shady, |
[03:01.280] | He's gon' have to live in my shadow |
[03:02.790] | Exhausting, letting off on my offspring |
[03:05.200] | Like a gun barrel, *****, get off me! |
[03:06.760] | You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see |
[03:09.140] | You're ******' salty |
[03:09.930] | 'Cause Young Gerald's balls-deep inside of Halsey |
[03:12.020] | Your red sweater, your black leather |
[03:15.180] | You dress better, I rap better |
[03:17.320] | That a death threat or a love letter? |
[03:19.600] | Little white toothpick |
[03:20.800] | Thinks it's over a pic, I just don't like you, prick |
[03:22.970] | Thanks for dissing me |
[03:23.930] | Now I had an excuse on the mic to write "Not Alike" |
[03:26.690] | But really, I don't care who's in the right |
[03:28.300] | But you're losin' the fight you picked |
[03:29.910] | Who else want it, Kells? |
[03:32.930] | Attempt fails, Budden, L's |
[03:35.130] | ******' nails in these coffins as soft as Cottonelle |
[03:38.760] | Killshot, I will not fail, I'm with the Doc still |
[03:41.000] | But this idiot's boss pops pills |
[03:42.530] | And tells him he's got skills |
[03:43.840] | But, Kells, |
[03:44.510] | The day you put out a hit's the day Diddy admits |
[03:46.650] | That he put the hit out that got Pac kill, ah! |
[03:49.060] | I'm sick of you bein' wack |
[03:50.110] | And still usin' that ***********' Auto-Tune |
[03:52.040] | So let's talk about it (let's talk about it) |
[03:53.440] | I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth |
[03:54.690] | Need to get the cock up out it |
[03:56.250] | Before we can even talk about it (talk about it) |
[03:57.980] | I'm sick of your blonde hair and earrings |
[03:59.630] | Just 'cause you look in the mirror and think |
[04:01.180] | That you're Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) |
[04:02.590] | Don't mean you are, and you're not about it |
[04:04.190] | So just leave my **** in your mouth |
[04:05.430] | And keep my daughter out it |
[04:06.640] | You ******'… oh |
[04:09.010] | And I'm just playin', Diddy |
[04:10.480] | You know I love you |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Marshall Mathers Ray Fraser |
[00:00.043] | zuo ci : Marshall Mathers |
[00:00.130] | You sound like a , |
[00:01.670] | Shut the up! |
[00:02.770] | When your fans become your haters |
[00:04.330] | You done? |
[00:04.930] | ' beard' s weird |
[00:05.950] | All right |
[00:06.210] | You yellin' at the mic, you weird beard |
[00:07.910] | We doin' this once |
[00:08.360] | You yellin' at the mic, your beard' s weird |
[00:09.900] | Why you yellin' at the mic? Illa |
[00:10.590] | Rihanna just hit me on the text |
[00:12.800] | Last night I left hickeys on her neck |
[00:15.150] | Wait, you just dissed me? I' m perplexed |
[00:17.520] | Insult me in a line, compliment me on the next |
[00:19.520] | Damn, I' m really sorry you want me to have a heart attack |
[00:22.020] | Was watchin' 8 Mile on my NordicTrack |
[00:24.500] | Realized I forgot to call you back |
[00:26.110] | Here' s that autograph for your daughter, |
[00:27.750] | I wrote it on a Starter cap |
[00:28.920] | Stan, Stan, son |
[00:31.200] | Listen, man, Dad isn' t mad |
[00:33.460] | But how you gonna name yourself after a damn gun |
[00:36.740] | And have a manbun? |
[00:38.020] | The giant' s woke, eyes open, undeniable |
[00:40.780] | Supplyin' smoke, got the fire stoked |
[00:42.440] | Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me |
[00:44.570] | I say one call to Interscope and you' re Swayze |
[00:46.980] | Your reply got the crowd yelling, " Woo!" |
[00:49.190] | So before you die let' s see who can outpetty who |
[00:51.110] | With your corny lines " Slim, you' re old" ow, Kelly, ooh |
[00:53.520] | But I' m 45 and I' m still outselling you |
[00:55.800] | By 29, I had three albums that had blew |
[00:58.130] | Now let' s talk about somethin' I don' t really do |
[01:00.440] | Go in someone' s daughter' s mouth stealin' food |
[01:02.040] | But you' re a ' mole hill |
[01:03.490] | Now I' ma make a mountain out of you, woo! |
[01:05.360] | Ho, chill, actin' like you put the chrome barrel |
[01:07.430] | To my bone marrow |
[01:08.280] | Gunner? , you ain' t a bow and arrow |
[01:09.790] | Say you' ll run up on me like a phone bill, |
[01:11.270] | Sprayin' lead brrt |
[01:12.340] | Playin' dead, |
[01:12.940] | That' s the only time you hold still hold up |
[01:14.830] | Are you eating cereal or oatmeal? |
[01:16.620] | What the ' s in the bowl, milk? |
[01:18.110] | Wheaties or Cheerios? |
[01:19.080] | ' Cause I' m takin' a in ' em, |
[01:20.340] | Kelly, I need reading material |
[01:21.650] | Dictionary |
[01:22.710] | " Yo, Slim, your last four albums sucked |
[01:24.760] | Go back to Recovery," oh shoot, |
[01:26.400] | That was three albums ago |
[01:27.630] | What do you know? Oops |
[01:28.730] | Know your facts before you come at me, lil' goof |
[01:30.960] | Luxury, oh, you broke, ? |
[01:32.540] | Yeah, I had enough money in ' 02 |
[01:34.260] | To burn it in front of you, ho |
[01:35.580] | Younger me? No, you' re the wack me, |
[01:36.970] | It' s funny but so true |
[01:38.260] | I' d rather be 80yearold me than 20yearold you |
[01:41.160] | ' Til I' m hitting old age |
[01:43.410] | Still can fill a whole page with a 10yearold' s rage |
[01:45.670] | Got more fans than you in your own city, |
[01:47.300] | Lil' kiddy, go play |
[01:48.420] | Feel like I' m babysitting Lil Tay |
[01:50.150] | Got the Diddy okay so you spent your whole day |
[01:52.370] | Shootin' a video just to ' dig your own grave |
[01:54.560] | Got you at your own wake, I' m the billy goat |
[01:56.770] | You ain' t never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay |
[01:59.250] | Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy ho, |
[02:01.170] | You about to really blow |
[02:02.180] | Kelly, they' ll be putting your name |
[02:03.730] | Next to Ja, next to Benzino die, ! |
[02:06.160] | Like the last sayin' Hailie in vain |
[02:08.350] | Alien brain, you Satanist yeah |
[02:11.030] | My biggest flops are your greatest hits |
[02:12.750] | The game' s mine again |
[02:13.730] | And ain' t nothin' changed but the locks |
[02:15.120] | So before I slay this I, mwah, give Jade a kiss |
[02:17.780] | Gotta wake up Labor Day to this the ? |
[02:20.560] | Bein' richshamed by some prick |
[02:22.420] | Usin' my name for clickbait |
[02:23.760] | In a state of bliss ' cause I said his goddamn name |
[02:25.890] | Now I gotta cock back, aim |
[02:27.470] | Yeah, , pop Champagne to this! pop |
[02:29.230] | It' s your moment |
[02:30.650] | This is it, as big as you' re gonna get, so enjoy it |
[02:33.300] | Had to give you a career to destroy it |
[02:35.640] | Lethal injection |
[02:36.850] | Go to sleep six feet deep, |
[02:37.920] | I' ll give you a B for the effort |
[02:39.550] | But if I was threefooteleven |
[02:40.950] | You' d look up to me, and for the record |
[02:42.500] | You would suck a to ' be me for a second |
[02:44.480] | Lick a ballsack to get on my channel |
[02:46.890] | Give your life to be as solidified |
[02:48.750] | This ' is like Rambo |
[02:50.330] | When he' s out of bullets |
[02:51.290] | So what good is a ' machine gun |
[02:52.730] | When it' s out of ammo? |
[02:53.870] | Had enough of this tattedup mumble rapper |
[02:55.840] | How the can him and I battle? |
[02:57.060] | He' ll have to Kim in my flannel |
[02:58.750] | I' ll give him my sandals |
[03:00.010] | ' Cause he knows long as I' m Shady, |
[03:01.280] | He' s gon' have to live in my shadow |
[03:02.790] | Exhausting, letting off on my offspring |
[03:05.200] | Like a gun barrel, , get off me! |
[03:06.760] | You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see |
[03:09.140] | You' re ' salty |
[03:09.930] | ' Cause Young Gerald' s ballsdeep inside of Halsey |
[03:12.020] | Your red sweater, your black leather |
[03:15.180] | You dress better, I rap better |
[03:17.320] | That a death threat or a love letter? |
[03:19.600] | Little white toothpick |
[03:20.800] | Thinks it' s over a pic, I just don' t like you, prick |
[03:22.970] | Thanks for dissing me |
[03:23.930] | Now I had an excuse on the mic to write " Not Alike" |
[03:26.690] | But really, I don' t care who' s in the right |
[03:28.300] | But you' re losin' the fight you picked |
[03:29.910] | Who else want it, Kells? |
[03:32.930] | Attempt fails, Budden, L' s |
[03:35.130] | ' nails in these coffins as soft as Cottonelle |
[03:38.760] | Killshot, I will not fail, I' m with the Doc still |
[03:41.000] | But this idiot' s boss pops pills |
[03:42.530] | And tells him he' s got skills |
[03:43.840] | But, Kells, |
[03:44.510] | The day you put out a hit' s the day Diddy admits |
[03:46.650] | That he put the hit out that got Pac kill, ah! |
[03:49.060] | I' m sick of you bein' wack |
[03:50.110] | And still usin' that ' AutoTune |
[03:52.040] | So let' s talk about it let' s talk about it |
[03:53.440] | I' m sick of your mumble rap mouth |
[03:54.690] | Need to get the cock up out it |
[03:56.250] | Before we can even talk about it talk about it |
[03:57.980] | I' m sick of your blonde hair and earrings |
[03:59.630] | Just ' cause you look in the mirror and think |
[04:01.180] | That you' re Marshall Mathers Marshall Mathers |
[04:02.590] | Don' t mean you are, and you' re not about it |
[04:04.190] | So just leave my in your mouth |
[04:05.430] | And keep my daughter out it |
[04:06.640] | You ' oh |
[04:09.010] | And I' m just playin', Diddy |
[04:10.480] | You know I love you |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Marshall Mathers Ray Fraser |
[00:00.043] | zuò cí : Marshall Mathers |
[00:00.130] | You sound like a , |
[00:01.670] | Shut the up! |
[00:02.770] | When your fans become your haters |
[00:04.330] | You done? |
[00:04.930] | ' beard' s weird |
[00:05.950] | All right |
[00:06.210] | You yellin' at the mic, you weird beard |
[00:07.910] | We doin' this once |
[00:08.360] | You yellin' at the mic, your beard' s weird |
[00:09.900] | Why you yellin' at the mic? Illa |
[00:10.590] | Rihanna just hit me on the text |
[00:12.800] | Last night I left hickeys on her neck |
[00:15.150] | Wait, you just dissed me? I' m perplexed |
[00:17.520] | Insult me in a line, compliment me on the next |
[00:19.520] | Damn, I' m really sorry you want me to have a heart attack |
[00:22.020] | Was watchin' 8 Mile on my NordicTrack |
[00:24.500] | Realized I forgot to call you back |
[00:26.110] | Here' s that autograph for your daughter, |
[00:27.750] | I wrote it on a Starter cap |
[00:28.920] | Stan, Stan, son |
[00:31.200] | Listen, man, Dad isn' t mad |
[00:33.460] | But how you gonna name yourself after a damn gun |
[00:36.740] | And have a manbun? |
[00:38.020] | The giant' s woke, eyes open, undeniable |
[00:40.780] | Supplyin' smoke, got the fire stoked |
[00:42.440] | Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me |
[00:44.570] | I say one call to Interscope and you' re Swayze |
[00:46.980] | Your reply got the crowd yelling, " Woo!" |
[00:49.190] | So before you die let' s see who can outpetty who |
[00:51.110] | With your corny lines " Slim, you' re old" ow, Kelly, ooh |
[00:53.520] | But I' m 45 and I' m still outselling you |
[00:55.800] | By 29, I had three albums that had blew |
[00:58.130] | Now let' s talk about somethin' I don' t really do |
[01:00.440] | Go in someone' s daughter' s mouth stealin' food |
[01:02.040] | But you' re a ' mole hill |
[01:03.490] | Now I' ma make a mountain out of you, woo! |
[01:05.360] | Ho, chill, actin' like you put the chrome barrel |
[01:07.430] | To my bone marrow |
[01:08.280] | Gunner? , you ain' t a bow and arrow |
[01:09.790] | Say you' ll run up on me like a phone bill, |
[01:11.270] | Sprayin' lead brrt |
[01:12.340] | Playin' dead, |
[01:12.940] | That' s the only time you hold still hold up |
[01:14.830] | Are you eating cereal or oatmeal? |
[01:16.620] | What the ' s in the bowl, milk? |
[01:18.110] | Wheaties or Cheerios? |
[01:19.080] | ' Cause I' m takin' a in ' em, |
[01:20.340] | Kelly, I need reading material |
[01:21.650] | Dictionary |
[01:22.710] | " Yo, Slim, your last four albums sucked |
[01:24.760] | Go back to Recovery," oh shoot, |
[01:26.400] | That was three albums ago |
[01:27.630] | What do you know? Oops |
[01:28.730] | Know your facts before you come at me, lil' goof |
[01:30.960] | Luxury, oh, you broke, ? |
[01:32.540] | Yeah, I had enough money in ' 02 |
[01:34.260] | To burn it in front of you, ho |
[01:35.580] | Younger me? No, you' re the wack me, |
[01:36.970] | It' s funny but so true |
[01:38.260] | I' d rather be 80yearold me than 20yearold you |
[01:41.160] | ' Til I' m hitting old age |
[01:43.410] | Still can fill a whole page with a 10yearold' s rage |
[01:45.670] | Got more fans than you in your own city, |
[01:47.300] | Lil' kiddy, go play |
[01:48.420] | Feel like I' m babysitting Lil Tay |
[01:50.150] | Got the Diddy okay so you spent your whole day |
[01:52.370] | Shootin' a video just to ' dig your own grave |
[01:54.560] | Got you at your own wake, I' m the billy goat |
[01:56.770] | You ain' t never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay |
[01:59.250] | Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy ho, |
[02:01.170] | You about to really blow |
[02:02.180] | Kelly, they' ll be putting your name |
[02:03.730] | Next to Ja, next to Benzino die, ! |
[02:06.160] | Like the last sayin' Hailie in vain |
[02:08.350] | Alien brain, you Satanist yeah |
[02:11.030] | My biggest flops are your greatest hits |
[02:12.750] | The game' s mine again |
[02:13.730] | And ain' t nothin' changed but the locks |
[02:15.120] | So before I slay this I, mwah, give Jade a kiss |
[02:17.780] | Gotta wake up Labor Day to this the ? |
[02:20.560] | Bein' richshamed by some prick |
[02:22.420] | Usin' my name for clickbait |
[02:23.760] | In a state of bliss ' cause I said his goddamn name |
[02:25.890] | Now I gotta cock back, aim |
[02:27.470] | Yeah, , pop Champagne to this! pop |
[02:29.230] | It' s your moment |
[02:30.650] | This is it, as big as you' re gonna get, so enjoy it |
[02:33.300] | Had to give you a career to destroy it |
[02:35.640] | Lethal injection |
[02:36.850] | Go to sleep six feet deep, |
[02:37.920] | I' ll give you a B for the effort |
[02:39.550] | But if I was threefooteleven |
[02:40.950] | You' d look up to me, and for the record |
[02:42.500] | You would suck a to ' be me for a second |
[02:44.480] | Lick a ballsack to get on my channel |
[02:46.890] | Give your life to be as solidified |
[02:48.750] | This ' is like Rambo |
[02:50.330] | When he' s out of bullets |
[02:51.290] | So what good is a ' machine gun |
[02:52.730] | When it' s out of ammo? |
[02:53.870] | Had enough of this tattedup mumble rapper |
[02:55.840] | How the can him and I battle? |
[02:57.060] | He' ll have to Kim in my flannel |
[02:58.750] | I' ll give him my sandals |
[03:00.010] | ' Cause he knows long as I' m Shady, |
[03:01.280] | He' s gon' have to live in my shadow |
[03:02.790] | Exhausting, letting off on my offspring |
[03:05.200] | Like a gun barrel, , get off me! |
[03:06.760] | You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see |
[03:09.140] | You' re ' salty |
[03:09.930] | ' Cause Young Gerald' s ballsdeep inside of Halsey |
[03:12.020] | Your red sweater, your black leather |
[03:15.180] | You dress better, I rap better |
[03:17.320] | That a death threat or a love letter? |
[03:19.600] | Little white toothpick |
[03:20.800] | Thinks it' s over a pic, I just don' t like you, prick |
[03:22.970] | Thanks for dissing me |
[03:23.930] | Now I had an excuse on the mic to write " Not Alike" |
[03:26.690] | But really, I don' t care who' s in the right |
[03:28.300] | But you' re losin' the fight you picked |
[03:29.910] | Who else want it, Kells? |
[03:32.930] | Attempt fails, Budden, L' s |
[03:35.130] | ' nails in these coffins as soft as Cottonelle |
[03:38.760] | Killshot, I will not fail, I' m with the Doc still |
[03:41.000] | But this idiot' s boss pops pills |
[03:42.530] | And tells him he' s got skills |
[03:43.840] | But, Kells, |
[03:44.510] | The day you put out a hit' s the day Diddy admits |
[03:46.650] | That he put the hit out that got Pac kill, ah! |
[03:49.060] | I' m sick of you bein' wack |
[03:50.110] | And still usin' that ' AutoTune |
[03:52.040] | So let' s talk about it let' s talk about it |
[03:53.440] | I' m sick of your mumble rap mouth |
[03:54.690] | Need to get the cock up out it |
[03:56.250] | Before we can even talk about it talk about it |
[03:57.980] | I' m sick of your blonde hair and earrings |
[03:59.630] | Just ' cause you look in the mirror and think |
[04:01.180] | That you' re Marshall Mathers Marshall Mathers |
[04:02.590] | Don' t mean you are, and you' re not about it |
[04:04.190] | So just leave my in your mouth |
[04:05.430] | And keep my daughter out it |
[04:06.640] | You ' oh |
[04:09.010] | And I' m just playin', Diddy |
[04:10.480] | You know I love you |