Bad Meets Evil - A Kiss (2011)

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Bad Meets Evil - A Kiss lyrics

I wanna get kissed, kissed, kissed
(No you don't, not from me, not on the lips, are you crazy?
Maybe the cheek but that’s all you gon' get from me

[Verse 1: Royce]
Nickel Nina nigga Twitter beefing
First rapper that shot a fan
Gucci's my absolute state of mind like Waka's man
Chopper spraying, getting head
In a car parked, new Gallardo
This bitch sucking my dick today
Call her yesterday's news tomorrow
Stretch a nigga out, I'm the new Taibo
'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?
More grounded than punishments but I'm too fly though
Y'all niggas be whining, I should call you Moscato

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 ho
Inside of my ride I may let
Last night went to 5am
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 drive way yet
Soon as I open the door, you try to resist
What for? Get in girl, don't front shorty your
Fighting an un-winnable war, it's useless
As tits in a boar or little tits on a whore
Got 'em actin' like spoiled brats kicking and screaming
Like little kids throwing fits on the floor
Get in the whip but you ain't turning a frog into a prince
Why you tryna keep convincing me for?


[Verse 2: Eminem]
Now you in my whip just long
As you understand that I can't be wit'
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
With a female fan, yeah, one like Stan
He's so about a one nightstand
His bedroom has two lamps and only one nightstand
Get the hint? Ooh yeah boo, ew!
I ain't finna argue but why do you think
They call it boo? Yeah cause the sound
Of it's 'posed to scare you

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
Slow 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 been changed, 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


[Verse 3: Royce]
Nickel 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 scratch
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

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 Katy Perry he's on the tail
He's tailgating
These bells are my mating 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 male lady
Wouldn't fuck her with her dick
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

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
Or get to stepping's my logic

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

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

If you ain't sucking a dick, why you sitting there
With puckered lips? Oh that's collagen, motherfucking 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 seat-belt with oven mitts)
Excuse me while I'm making an ass of myself
But it's only cause I just wanna get