Eminem

Eminem - A Kiss lyrics

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[Intro]

I wanna get kissed, kissed, kissed (x4)



[Verse 1: Royce]

Nickle Nina nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper to shot a fan

Gucci’s my absolute state of mind, like Waka’s man

Chopper sprayin’, getting head in a car called, new Gallardo

This bitch sucking my dick today, call her yesterday’s news tomorrow

Stretch a nigga out, I’m the new Tae-bo ’bout to cross over, I’m the new Ivo

’bout to saves a couple of these bitches, that’s right, I’m the new Bible

You? You five-O, me? I’m all grounded than punishments

But I’m too fly though, y’all niggas be whinin’, 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 hoe 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 fucking driveway yet

Soon as I open the door, you try to resist, what for? Get in girl, don’t front

Shorty your, fightin’ an unwinnable war, it’s useless as tits on a boar, little tits on a whore

Got em actin’ like spoiled brats kickin’  and screamin’ like little kids throwing fits on the floor

Get in the whip but you ain’t turning this frog into a prince, why you trying to keep convincing me for?



[Hook]

I wanna get kissed, kissed, kissed (you won’t 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 thats 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 ain’t got no time to slow down for no relationshit

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 wit a female fan, yeah, one like Stan

And he’s so about a one nightstand this bedroom only has two lamps and only one nightstand

Get the hint? Ooh yeah boo, eew! I ain’t finnna 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 fuck what your name is, we gon’ call you Hi and Bye

Hope you bi in the mean time your name is Sharon

Slows 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 fuck

From the back of my hand on your neck pressing your face against the sheets it’s insane

You vin change, 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]

Nickle Nina nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper that 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 bitch dance)

Looking at this tramp, like what you wearing girl, quit playing

(Yeah bitch and them scrach 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 fuck, stiff hands

But girl you got a butt like no if ands

So yea what the hell, maybe, oh hell, Shady, he’ll tell it like it is

So tell Katie Perry he’s on the tail, he’s tailgating

These bells are my maiden 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 mail lady

Wouldn’t fuck her with her dick you heard, 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 shit under it, sweating

Suck my dick, both gets to steppin’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 shit in park like dog shit

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

Sucking a dick, sucking a dick, sucking a dick

Sucking a dick, sucking a dick



[Eminem]

If you ain’t sucking a dick, why you sitting there

With puckered lips? Oh that’s collagen, mothafucking bitch

What you mean how’d you, get suckered 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 seatbelt with oven mitts)

Excuse me while I’m making an ass of myself

But it’s only cause I just wanna get



[Hook]
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