Bad Meets Evil ☆ A Kiss

I wanna kiss, kiss, kiss [x4]

[Verse 1:]
[Royce da 5’9″:]
Nickel Nina nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper that shot a fan
Gucci’s my absolute state of mind, like Waka’s man
Chopper’s brand, getting head in the car park, new Gallardo
This bitch sucking my dick today, call it yesterday’s news tomorrow
Stretch a nigga out, I’m the new Tae-bo,
‘Bout to cross over, I’m the new IOVA
‘Bout to saves a couple of these bitches, that’s right, I’m the new Bible
You? You 5.0, me? I’m all grounded to punishments, but I’m too fly though
Y’all niggas be whinin’, I should call you Moscato
[Eminem:]
Look down at the floorboard
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
Hos all over the ride like it’s an ice cream truck, I can see why they fret
I already ran over two hos 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 you’re,
Fightin’ an unwinnable war
It’s useless like tits on a boar or little tits on a whore
Got ’em acting 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 tryna keep convincing me for?

[Hook:]
I wanna kiss, kiss, kiss (No you don’t)
I wanna kiss, kiss, kiss (Not from me)
I wanna kiss, kiss, kiss (Not on the lips are you crazy? Maybe the cheek but that’s 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, with a female fan, yeah, one like Stan
And he’s so about a one-night stand 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!
[Royce da 5’9″:]
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 “Hot” and “Bi”
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 guns the same face that I make when I fuck!
Feel 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

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
[Royce da 5’9″:]
Nickel Nina nigga Twitter beefing, first rapper that I shot a fan
(Push your cheek 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 plans
(Come on stripper, let’s hit the strip 180 throw in reverse and drop the trance!
I’m in a trance, now look at this bitch dance)
Looking at this tramp, like what you wearing girl, quit playing
(Yeah bitch in 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
[Eminem:]
Middle finger stuck on fuck, sniff pants
But girl you got a butt like no if and’s, so yeah what the hell, maybe,
Aw hell, Shady, he’ll tell it like it is
So tell Katy Perry he’s on her 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 (OH!)
Wouldn’t fuck her with her dick you heard it, the verdict’s in, he’s allergic to divas
He’d take meat cleavers to ’em him don’t give a damn how bieber do him?
What a demon, a behemoth evil just seems to be seething through him
[Royce da 5’9″:]
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, we both gets to stepping to my logic
[Eminem:]
My God trick, my dick is as hard and thick as a yardstick
What are we gonna do? Ride around ’til we’re carsick?
I’m gonna put this shit in park like dog shit!
And you can blow me in the dark of the parking lot
Of the trailer park by the garbage
What you waiting on? Me to roll out the carpet?
The 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 da 5’9″:]
I’m in your pocket outside of a church
The other hand reaching for the 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? 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 seatbelt with oven mitts)
Excuse me while I’m making an ass of myself
But it’s only cause I just wanna get