Heat

Eminem

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    Wanna take it from the top?

    Lady, you remind me of my raps on that Relapse shit
    'Cause you got an ass thick as them accents
    Two ass-cheek implants, call that an asset
    'Cause you could set a glass on it, it's massive
    From the first time I saw you, I actually
    Said to myself: "I gotta meet her" like a taxi
    Exactly, love affair in the backseat
    Sorry if I'm being graphic
    But I'm stiff as a statue, you sat on a shelf
    I feel like I'ma bust, maybe I'm just ahead of myself
    Let me slow down, slow your Camaro
    I'm tryna catch up, I'm tryna jump your bones to the marrow
    Got me under your control and your spell
    Wanna wrap you up, put you in a bow like an arrow
    Grab you by the (Meow!), hope it's not a problem, in fact
    About the only thing I agree on with Donald is that
    So when I put this palm on your cat
    Don't snap, it's supposed to get grabbed
    Why do you think they call it a snatch?
    I just wanna climb in the sack
    I'ma keep it a hundred like my speedometer's at
    I'm watchin' you rap, I'm the dude followin' back
    About six cars, I'm in the 'lac, and I wanna fack

    All day, all day, all night
    You ask, I'll stay the night
    With you, you say you're fire
    Me too, you're burning up
    I want it

    All day, all night
    You feel, my heat (fire)
    Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel
    My heat

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    Hate to inconvenience you at the convenience store
    But them jeans you wore are like I've never seen before
    I pretend I work there while I clean the floor
    Checkin' you out like the clerk while he rings you up
    Pull out behind you when you're leavin'
    And you don't even know it (word, yo Rick, man!)
    She's brushin' her hair, adjustin' her mirror
    She's rappin' my shit, but she wasn't aware
    I was there, or maybe she was and just didn't care
    Who knows? At least that ain't up in the air for some to see
    So like a chick who thinks her coochie don't stink
    If she ain't plannin' to do shit this summer's eve
    Maybe she wants to keep me company
    But fuck the Pepé Le Pew shit!
    Ain't steppin' to you, bitch — I say to myself
    Plus she's bumpin' my music, ain't chasin' no tail like a skunk in heat
    I could sweat her to some degree
    But fuck it, I'm the male, let her come to me
    (Could you repeat that again?)
    Letter come to me - mail, sweater, heat, some degree; fail
    Fuck it, pull up beside her
    Sideswipe her Dodge Viper, wood is so bright
    I ask does she want a computer lodged in her vagina
    Said my dick is an apple, she said put it inside her
    I said

    All day, all day, all night
    You ask, I stay the night
    With you, you say you're fire
    Me too, you're burning up
    I want it

    All day, all night
    You feel, my heat (fire)
    Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel
    My heat

    Black out, come to, hands covered in blood
    Motherfuckin' gloves and a shovel stuck in the mud
    I just bodied the beat, so that hole musta been dug
    'Cause it just died like food coloring (duh!)
    So let's get turnt like a shish kabab
    Twist it, ma, like an air-conditioning knob
    We'd be great together
    Don't care if it takes forever
    If I gotta wait, I guess it's better late than never
    You felt my heat rubbin' off on ya
    I love your personality, come on, little mama
    You're hot enough to melt Rick's beat, come jump in the water
    I bet you get your self-esteem from your persona
    With an ass to match, girl, your
    Body is lit, you're striking, I'm a gas, girl, you're
    Just gonna have to put them other chumps on the back burner
    You got buns, I got Asperger's
    Just let me rest my head between that set of D's
    While I shred MC's like cheddar cheese
    That's just the thoroughbred in me, ain't a better breed
    My dog thinks so too—look at my pedigree!
    Ma, the world is what I think of you
    I think you're divine, so I might swing on you
    I'm just kiddin', girl, I wouldn't lift a finger or two
    Unless it's the middle one to finger you

    All day, all day, all night
    You ask, I stay the night
    With you, you say you're fire
    Me too, you're burning up
    I want it

    Feel, feel, feel, feel, feel
    My heat

    [Eminem & Mark Wahlberg]
    On the ones and twos, to three or four in the mornin'
    Rick's on the cut like Neosporin (Girls!)
    He's mixin' it up for me, and you're in
    A teddy like short for Theodore
    We're outtie, five thousand
    I wanna fuck, it's my big dick
    So everybody get ready fucking now!

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    Composición: Eminem

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