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eminem - nice guy lyrics

[chorus: jessie reyez]
you’re such a nice guy, a nice guy
you’re faithful, you don’t lie
after the club, you go back home, right?
right?! sike!

[post-chorus: jessie reyez]
suck my d-ck, you f-ckin’ suck, man
suck my d-ck, you f-ckin’ suck, man
i hope that your heart get hit by a semi-truck
suck my d-ck, you f-ckin’ suck, man

[verse 1: jessie reyez]
i hop in your whip and take a sip, then i gun it
i don’t, i don’t got much self-control, i hope that you run it
i’m bipolar with the switch up just as quick like you c-mmin’
i don’t, i don’t got much self-control, i hope that you run it

[verse 2: eminem]
i’m not a cheater, but if i’ma be accused, might as well be
you tell me you’ll take me back when h-ll freezes, but females be rushin’ me outside my telly, temptation overwhelms me
like my monthly bill from sprint, they chargin’ me for a selfie
chargin’ me, so i gave my hotel key
eh, i was tryna be nice

[chorus: jessie reyez & eminem]
you’re such a nice guy, a nice guy
you’re faithful, you don’t lie
after the club, you go back home, right?
right?! sike!

[post-chorus: jessie reyez & eminem]
suck my d-ck, you f-ckin’ suck, b-tch
suck my d-ck, you f-ckin’ suck, man
i hope that your heart get hit by a semi-truck
suck my d-ck, you f-ckin’ suck, b-tch

[verse 3: jessie reyez]
i play your music while you suffer like i’m carmichael polar
you tied up in the bas-m-nt while i chill on your sofa
la próxima yo sé que mejor me quedo sola
estas de buenas que yo ya vendí mi pistola

[verse 4: eminem]
i’m an emotional wreck, weak (uh-huh)
everything over-affects me (yeah)
when you joke it upsets me (yeah)
you say i’m no good at s-x
and you think i’m gross and uns-xy (uh-huh)
i need scope ’cause my breath stinks (yep)
you hope i choke on a pepsi (yep)
b-tch, you was supposed to correct me! (oh)
been textin’ you since three, i still get no f-cking reply
you say you sleep alone, but yet your mattress is king size
f-ck you goin’ in those knee-high boots? cut it out, b-tch
i doubt that you’re goin’ to house sit
in that outfit, no skin-tight levi’s
every word that comes out your mouth’s a f-cking lie
oh, it’s spring time, time for you to have a fling like a slingshot
you say “don’t come over” ’cause you got pink eye
but i think i got just the thing, why
don’t i bring my f-ckin’ bat and just swing by?

- eminem lyrics

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