Lyrical Breakdown of Drips - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Obie, yo

I'm sick

Damn, you straight, dog?

That's why I ain't got no time

For these games and stupid tricks

All these bitches on my dick

That's how dudes be gettin' sick

That's how dicks be gettin' drips

Fallin' victims to this shit

From these bitches on our dicks

Fuckin' chickens with no ribs

That's why I ain't got no time

Yo, I woke up, fucked up off the liquor I drunk

I had a bag of the skunk, one and last night's tunk

Pussy residue was on my penis

Denise from the cleaners fucked me good, you shoulda seen us

Big booty bitch, switch unbearable

French role stylin', body like a stallion

Sizin' up the figure, while my shit gettin' bigger

Debatin' on to fuck her, do I wanna be her nigga?

Caressin' this bitch, plus I'm checkin' out them tits

Sippin' on that fine shit I ain't used to buyin'

I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory

Like takin' hoes' money, but that's another story

For surely your pussy on toast, after we toast

Her clothes fell like Bishop in Juice

The womb beater, clean pussy eater, insertin' my jock

In that spot hotter than the hottest block

"Don't stop!" – response I got when I was knockin' it

Clocks steady tickin', kinky finger lickin'

And carryin' on, semen at my tip when she moans

I gotta slow down before I cum soon

And work that nigga like a slave owner

When I dropped off my outfit she knew I wanted to bone her

She foamin' at the lips, the ones between the hips

Pubic hair's lookin' like some sour cream dip

Without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though

Pussy tighter than conditions of us black folks

We in the final stretch, the last part of sex

I bust a fat-ass nut, then I woke up next

Like, what the fuck is goin' on here? This bitch evaporated

Pussy and all just picked up and vacated

And now I'm frustrated, 'cause my dick was unprotected

And doctor Wesley tellin' me I really got that shit – fuck!

That's why I ain't got no time

For these games and stupid tricks

All these bitches on my dick

That's how dudes be gettin' sick

That's how dicks be gettin' drips

Fallin' victims to this shit

From these bitches on our dicks

Fuckin' chickens with no ribs

That's why I ain't got no time

Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's got it comin'

Someone better get this bitch 'fore she gets kicked in the stomach

And she's pregnant, but she's eggin' me on

Beggin' me to throw her off the steps on this porch

My only weapon is force

And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort

But what's she shovin' me for? Doesn't she love me no more?

Wasn't she huggin' me four minutes ago at the door?

Man, I'm this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this whore

What would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce

She's havin' another baby in a month and it's yours

And you found it isn't, 'cause this bitch has been visitin'

Someone else and suckin' his dick and

Kissin' you on the lips when you get back to Michigan

Now the plot is thickenin' worse

'Cause you feel like you've been

Stickin' your fuckin' dick in a hearse

So you're paranoid at every little cold that you get

Ever since they told you this shit, you've been holdin' your dick

So you go to the clinic, sweatin' every minute you're in it

Then the doctor comes out, lookin' like Dennis the Menace

And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS

He ain't even gotta to call in you the office to say it

So you jet back home, 'cause you gon' get that ho

When you see her, you gonna bend her fuckin' neck back, yo

'Cause you love her, you never woulda expect that blow

Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop that low?

Jesus, I don't believe this bitch works at the cleaner's

Bringin' me home diseases, swingin' from Obie's penis

She's so deceivin', shit, this ho's a genius, she geed us

That's why I ain't got no time

For these games and stupid tricks

All these bitches on my dick

That's how dudes be gettin' sick

That's how dicks be gettin' drips

Fallin' victims to this shit

From these bitches on our dicks

Fuckin' chickens with no ribs

That's why I ain't got no time

I'm busy

Yeah, fuck these bitches!

Fuck 'em all!

Get money, Shady Records

Ha, whoa!

Obie Trice! Eminem, motherfucker!

New millennium shit, yeah

Turn this shit off, turn this shit the fuck off!