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INTERPRÉTATION
Eminem
Eminem
Chant
D. Parker
D. Parker
Claviers
Mark Batson
Mark Batson
Claviers
Trevor Lawrence
Trevor Lawrence
Claviers
Sean Cruse
Sean Cruse
Guitare
Sly Jordan
Sly Jordan
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Marshall Mathers
Marshall Mathers
Paroles/Composition
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Paroles/Composition
D. Parker
D. Parker
Paroles/Composition
Nick Brongers
Nick Brongers
Paroles/Composition
Mark Batson
Mark Batson
Paroles/Composition
Trevor Lawrence
Trevor Lawrence
Paroles/Composition
Sean Cruse
Sean Cruse
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Production
Nick Brongers
Nick Brongers
Production
Joe Strange
Joe Strange
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Ingénierie de prise de son
Mike Strange
Mike Strange
Ingénierie de prise de son
Robert Reyes
Robert Reyes
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

Yeah, yeah (Heh) You feel that baby (You feel that baby)? Yeah, I feel it too (Yeah, I feel it too) Damn (Damn) You know (You know) I'm so glad we could spend this time together See (See), I'm not as crazy as you thought I was I'm the American dream I'm the definition of white trash ballin' I'm right back on 'em with the rchicka, rchicka, rchicka I can't call it, same shit different toilet, oh, ya got a nice ass darlin' Can't wait to get you into my Benz, take you for a spin What you mean we ain't fuckin', you take me for a friend? Lemme tell you the whole story of Shady's origin You'll be sorry if you slam my Mercedes door again, now It all started with my father I musta got my pimpin' genes from him The way he left my mama, I'm a rollin' stone just like him Word to Johnny Drama, keep my entourage with me Baby, I make a promise, there ain't nobody as bomb as Me, I'm calm as the breeze, I'm the bee's knees, his legs and his arms I'm a superstar, girl, I'm ready for yo mama Why you think the only thing I got on is my pajamas? So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again I'm the equivalent to a shot of Cuervo First I kiss your navel, work my way down Baby you can lay down on the table But you may want to find some 'em more stable I told you I ain't foolin' from the gate, this ain't the first day a-April But thank you for staying, April I'mma make you learn to appreciate me, differentiate me From these phony little fishy and sissy fake G's Skip over the huggie bear and all the kissy face, please Initiate phase three, missy now service me Take another shot of Jager, shake it so nervously Take your time baby, ooh you're the bomb baby Ooh, you're doing that even better than your mom, lady I told you I'm Shady, you didn't listen now, did ya? Relax woman, you know that I'm only kiddin' with ya Got a twisted sense of humor, it's war but I didn't hit ya I think you're finally startin' to get the picture, I'm just So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna wanna fuck nobody else again (Chicka-chicka) Call me dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, so, so Call me dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, so, oh (Chicka-chicka) I can hold you in the mornin' But in the evenin' I gotta go, a-whoa (Chicka-chicka) 'Cause I'm on to the next girl, and the next girl I kinda like, oh, oh I got you caught up in the rapture Make you recapture the feelings you had for your last boyfriend Before he slapped ya You never wanted someone so bad, ya Sweatin', but if I'm what you wanted why'd you panic when I grabbed ya? Girl don't be so frantic I'm just a hopeless romantic Don't try to fight the feelin' of some 'em that's so organic You can't ignore it so don't, just stand before it Just drop them panties to the floor, let's get the cam 'cordin' Damn shortie, I told you this is bound to happen Soon as you wrote your number on a napkin I was bound to Work a number on your back and throw your spine out of alignment My love has got you so blinded You couldn't pick Amy Winehouse out of a lineup So stop at the store and pick a pint up Let's get the Pineapple Schnapps goin' No one will knock 'cause I'mma hang a sign up sayin' don't disturb Shorty I'm so superb I say the right things, don't I spit the dopest words? So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again So bad (So bad) I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you ever had 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again (Chicka-chicka) Call me dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, so (So) Call me dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, ohhh (Chicka-chicka) Dynamite, so-oh (Chicka-chicka) I can hold you in the mornin' But in the evenin' I gotta gooo (Chicka-chicka) 'Cause I'm on to the next girl, and the next girl I kinda like, oh oh (Yeah) So bad (So bad), I'm so good that I'm so bad I guarantee I'll be the greatest thing you've ever had (Dr. Dre) 'Cause you ain't never met nobody like me (2010) And you ain't gonna want to fuck nobody else again (Light years ahead of us) Aww, aww, aww (Ho! Oh-ah-oh) Aww, aww, aww (Oh-oh-oh) Aww, aww, aww (Ohhh) Aww, aww, aww Aww, aww, aww (Ohhh) Aww, aww, aww (Oh-oh-oh) Aww, aww, aww (Ohhh) Aww, aww, aww (Ohh-ah-oh) Aww, aww, aww
Writer(s): Nicholas John Brongers, Marshall B. Mathers Iii, Dawaun W. Parker, Sean A. Cruse, Andre Romell Young, Trevor Lawrence, Mark Christopher Batson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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