Drips
Eminem; Obie Trice Lyrics


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Obie
Yo (I'm sick)
Damn, you straight, dog?

That's why I ain't got no time (I think I got chlamydia)
For these games and stupid tricks
Or these bitches (bitch) on my dick
That's how dudes be gettin' sick (that bitch)
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 (damn)
I had a bag of the skunk, won in last night's tunk
Pussy residue was on my penis, Denise from the cleaner's
Fucked me good, you shoulda seen this
Big booty bitch, switch unbearable (shit)
French roll stylin', body like a stallion
Sizin' up the figure, while my shit gettin' bigger
Debatin' on a fuck or do I wanna be her nigga?
Caressin' this bitch, plus I'm checkin' out them tits (damn)
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, pussy on toast, after we toast
Her clothes fell like Bishop in Juice (come here)
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
Clock's steady tickin', kinky finger lickin'
And can on, semen's 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 them 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
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
Or 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 of 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 out 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 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 call you in his office to say it
So you jet back home, 'cause you gon' get that ho
When you see her, you gon' bend her fuckin' neck back, yo
'Cause you love her, you never would 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 G'd us

That's why I ain't got no time
For these games and stupid tricks
Or 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, woo)
Obie Trice, Eminem, motherfucker




New millennium shit, yeah
Turn this shit off, man, turn this shit the fuck

Overall Meaning

The song "Drips" by Obie Trice featuring Eminem is a narrative about casual sex encounters and the consequences that come with it. They address the issue of sexually transmitted diseases (STDs) and the risks of unprotected sex in a comedic and vulgar way. The lyrics describe Obie Trice waking up with a girl he picked up while drinking the night before and realizing that he might have contracted chlamydia. Meanwhile, Eminem's verse depicts a scenario where he discovers that his partner cheated on him and contracted HIV from someone else.


The song emphasizes the importance of using protection during sex to avoid contracting STDs. The lyrics also address the issue of infidelity and how it can lead to unintended consequences. The two rappers playfully mock the situations they find themselves in, but ultimately, the song is a cautionary tale about the importance of taking care of one's sexual health.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo (I'm sick)
I'm feeling unwell


Damn, you straight, dog?
Are you okay?


That's why I ain't got no time (I think I got chlamydia)
I don't have time for games or trivial matters because I suspect I have contracted a sexually transmitted infection


For these games and stupid tricks
I don't want to engage in pointless activities


Or these bitches (bitch) on my dick
Or deal with women who are obsessed with me


That's how dudes be gettin' sick (that bitch)
That's how men end up getting sick because of women like her


That's how dicks be gettin' drips
That's how penises end up with infections


Fallin' victims to this shit
Becoming victims of the consequences


From these bitches on our dicks
Because of these women who are obsessed with us


Fuckin' chickens with no ribs
Having sex with women casually


Yo, I woke up, fucked up off the liquor I drunk (damn)
I woke up feeling intoxicated from the alcohol I consumed last night


I had a bag of the skunk, won in last night's tunk
I possessed marijuana, which I won in a game last night


Pussy residue was on my penis, Denise from the cleaner's
There was leftover vaginal fluid on my penis from Denise, who works at the dry cleaners


Fucked me good, you shoulda seen this
She had sex with me exceptionally well


Big booty bitch, switch unbearable (shit)
She had a large rear end and changed positions during sex in a way that was overwhelming


French roll stylin', body like a stallion
She had her hair styled in a French roll and had a fit and attractive body


Sizin' up the figure, while my shit gettin' bigger
I was admiring her body while my penis was becoming erect


Debatin' on a fuck or do I wanna be her nigga?
I was deciding if I should have sex with her or pursue a committed relationship


Caressin' this bitch, plus I'm checkin' out them tits (damn)
I was touching and fondling her while also admiring her breasts


Sippin' on that fine shit I ain't used to buyin'
I was drinking expensive alcohol that I don't usually purchase


I gotta hit it from behind, it's mandatory
I felt compelled to have sex with her from behind


Like takin' hoes' money, but that's another story
It's similar to exploiting prostitutes for financial gain, but that's a different topic


For surely, pussy on toast, after we toast
Certainly, we will have sex after raising a glass in celebration


Her clothes fell like Bishop in Juice (come here)
Her clothes came off quickly and unexpectedly, similar to how Bishop's clothes fell off when he was shot in the movie Juice


The womb beater, clean pussy eater, insertin' my jock
I am bragging about being skilled in sexual activities, including performing oral sex on women


In that spot hotter than the hottest block
In that specific sexual area, it's incredibly passionate and intense


"Don't stop," response I got when I was knockin' it
She encouraged me to continue while I was penetrating her


Clock's steady tickin', kinky finger lickin'
Time was passing while exploring more adventurous sexual acts


And can on, semen's at my tip when she moans
My ejaculation is imminent when she moans


I gotta slow down before I cum soon
I need to delay my orgasm before climaxing too quickly


And work that nigga like a slave owner
I was engaging in rough sexual activity


When I dropped off my outfit she knew I wanted to bone her
When I delivered my clothes to her, she knew I wanted to have sex with her


She foamin' at them lips, the ones between the hips
She was highly aroused, showing signs of excitement


Pubic hair's lookin' like some sour cream dip
Her pubic hair appeared messy and unkempt


Without the nacho, my dick hit the spot though
Without any additional stimulation, my penis felt pleasurable during sex


Pussy tighter than conditions of us black folks
Her vagina was exceptionally tight, as tight as the challenging circumstances some black people face


We in the final stretch, the last part of sex
We were reaching the climax and final stage of sexual activity


I bust a fat-ass nut, then I woke up next
I ejaculated heavily, then suddenly woke up next to her


Like, what the fuck is goin' on here? This bitch evaporated
I was confused and shocked by her sudden disappearance


Pussy and all just picked up and vacated
She left without a trace, including her genital area


Now I'm frustrated, 'cause my dick was unprotected
Now I'm feeling upset because I had sex without using any protection


And Doctor Wesley tellin' me I really got that shit (fuck)
Doctor Wesley informed me that I indeed contracted a sexually transmitted infection


Now I don't wanna hit no woman, but this chick's got it comin'
I don't want to resort to violence, but this woman deserves it


Someone better get this bitch 'fore she gets kicked in the stomach
Someone should intervene before I resort to physically harming her, potentially causing harm to her unborn child


And she's pregnant, but she's eggin' me on, beggin' me
She is pregnant, but she is taunting and provoking me


To throw her off the steps of this porch, my only weapon is force
I am tempted to throw her off the porch, but force is my only means of defense


And I don't wanna resort to violence of any sort
I don't want to engage in any form of physical aggression


But what's she shovin' me for? Doesn't she love me no more?
Why is she pushing me? Doesn't she have feelings for me anymore?


Wasn't she huggin' me four minutes ago at the door?
Wasn't she embracing me just moments ago when I arrived?


Man, I'm this close to goin' toe-to-toe with this whore
I am very close to engaging in a physical altercation with this promiscuous woman


What would you do if she was tellin' you she wants a divorce?
How would you react if she told you she wants to end the marriage?


She's havin' another baby in a month and it's yours
She is expecting another child in a month, and it is your biological child


And you found out it isn't, 'cause this bitch has been visitin'
But then you discovered it isn't your child because this woman has been seeing


Someone else and suckin' his dick and
Another man and engaging in sexual activities with him


Kissin' you on the lips when you get back to Michigan
But still pretending to be affectionate with you when you return home to Michigan


Now the plot is thickenin' worse
The situation is becoming more complicated and troublesome


'Cause you feel like you've been stickin' your fuckin' dick in a hearse
Because you feel like you have been engaging in sexual activities that could lead to death or harm


So you're paranoid at every little cold that you get
So now you are anxious and worried about every minor illness you experience


Ever since they told you this shit, you've been holdin' your dick
Ever since you were informed about the sexually transmitted infection, you have been constantly checking your genitals


So you go to the clinic, sweatin' every minute you in it
Therefore, you visit the clinic, anxiously sweating during every minute of the consultation


Then the doctor comes out, lookin' like Dennis the Menace
Then the doctor emerges, resembling the mischievous character Dennis the Menace


And it's obvious to everyone in the lobby it's AIDS
It becomes clear to everyone in the waiting area that you have been diagnosed with AIDS


He ain't even gotta call you in his office to say it
The doctor doesn't even need to call you into his office to inform you


So you jet back home, 'cause you gon' get that ho
So you quickly return home because you intend to confront that promiscuous woman


When you see her, you gon' bend her fuckin' neck back, yo
When you see her, you are planning to physically restrain her by forcefully tilting her head backward


'Cause you love her, you never would expect that blow
It's because you love her that you never anticipated such a devastating betrayal


Obie told you the scoop, how could she stoop that low?
Obie informed you about the truth, how could she lower herself to such a despicable level?


Jesus, I don't believe this bitch works at the cleaner's
Jesus, I can't believe this woman is employed at the dry cleaners


Bringing' me home diseases, swingin' from Obie's penis
Bringing home sexually transmitted diseases and having sexual relations with Obie


She's so deceivin', shit, this ho's a genius, she G'd us
She is incredibly deceptive and manipulative, this promiscuous woman is cunning and played us


I'm busy, yeah, fuck these bitches
I'm occupied and uninterested in these women


Fuck 'em all
I disregard and have no interest in any of them


Get money, Shady Records (ha, woo)
Focus on making money, work for Shady Records


Obie Trice, Eminem, motherfucker
The artists Obie Trice and Eminem, motherfucker


New millennium shit, yeah
Contemporary music from the new millennium, yeah


Turn this shit off, man, turn this shit the fuck
Stop playing this music, man, turn it off completely




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Denaun M Porter, Jeffrey Irwin Bass, Marshall B Mathers, Obie Trice

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