She
Eminem Lyrics


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Yeah, asshole

For any nigga with guns, we got guns too
More heated, ready to outgun you
It's too late I already outgunned you
You was around, you know the outcome too
Let's play, let me show you what game is
Heartbreak, I'm showing you what pain is
Please, I'm repping the D homeboy
Where your guns, you stepping to me homeboy
Royce 5'9"'s the name, niggas know
And niggas know, dealing with me niggas know
Ayo toots, how you get here, you wanna ride
I got a five in Southside, you wanna drive
Psych, I ain't got no five, you gold digger
You wanna suga-daddy, go get you an old nigga
I got money, I'm just here to bug you girl
You can't get none, but you know I love you girl

Yo she the one that wanna ride hot whips, huh
Same one that ain't really got shit, huh
She want her hair done, then get her nails done
Go to Fifth Ave, just to shop for Chanel, huh
She the one who ain't really got shit, huh
That little bitch that really ain't got tits, huh
The fucking slut with her chest enhanced
Titty dances to pay for her breasts implants, huh

Anybody with knives, we got knives too
More sharper and ready to out slice you
About five dudes deep, who out-size you
And wanna see insides coming outside you
Get me drunk and I'll drink anything you can think
What's up Ms. Bitch (yo, what's up with the ring you married?)
Shit, I'm still mingling, bitch
I just wanted this ring, this the only finger it fit
What up with you, you married naw, I'm divorced)
Of course you are, you little fucking trailer park whore
(Trailer, I don't live in no trailer
I live in a mobilization unit, for your information)
Bitch, I got a dick, wanna fuck
Hold still, swallow this birth control pill, slut
Before I pump so much cum in your stomach that when I pull out
A year-and-a-half old, potty-trained baby falls out
And I ain't staying to pay no child support
Are you playing? Be a man? Bitch what you saying
You tryin to pull some bullshit while I got one arm free
You want me to make this half-nelson a full

Yo she the one that wanna ride hot whips, huh
Same one that ain't really got shit, huh
She want her hair done, then get her nails done
Go to Fifth Ave, just to shop for Chanel, huh
She the one who ain't really got shit, huh
That little bitch that really ain't got tits, huh
The fucking slut with her chest enhanced
Titty dances to pay for her breasts implants, huh

What's up boo, this is for you and your girlfriend
You Bankhead, up in Detroit we Earl Flynn
Assholes get guns and flashed those
Never ever go to Detroit, we blast those
(Hi, my name is)
Royce, I'm the king
Gimme money, gimme jewels, everything
Ayo, you with the long hair, is it yours
I guess so, got a receipt paid for
Got anymore lipstick? I'm sick of red
Get a perm, you nappy head, you chicken head
I know you ghetto, I ain't trying to take the ghetto out
Things about you to tell about, mellow out
I'm the one that be making the clubs say 'what'
Getting love, and making the club say 'what'
Some of you cats hate on the low and got sick
Any songs that's not hits, it's not this

Yo she the one that wanna ride hot whips, huh
Same one that ain't really got shit, huh
She want her hair done, then get her nails done
Go to Fifth Ave, just to shop for Chanel, huh
She the one who ain't really got shit, huh
That little bitch that really ain't got tits, huh




The fucking slut with her chest enhanced
Titty dances to pay for her breasts implants, huh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "She's The One" by Eminem and Royce Da 5'9" address some controversial themes with a mix of wit and profanity. The basic premise of the song revolves around the rappers addressing a woman who wants to ride in fancy cars, demand expensive items but lacks any financial stability. The song highlights the idea that men are equally powerful, if not more so, in using weapons as women are in using their bodies as weapons for financial gain. The lyrics also talk about the abuse of alcohol, the degradation and objectification of women and the issue of child support. The song is documented as a confrontation between the rapper and the woman, whereby the rapper asserts his power over her in various ways, using both violent and non-violent means.


The rappers use various techniques and wordplay throughout the song. The lyrics draw on double entendres, satire, and wordplay to create a sharp and confrontational atmosphere. The lines focused on the lack of financial status of the woman uses this technique cleverly, while still being crude and profane. The lyrics also play with the idea of male competitiveness and domination as the rappers assert their power over the woman through various means, including violence and sexuality. The lyrics' tone fluctuates from humorous to derogatory, highlighting the complex emotions and attitudes of the rappers towards the woman.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, asshole
I am addressing someone who is being disagreeable or difficult.


For any nigga with guns, we got guns too
We have firearms as well, and we are even more prepared to use them.


More heated, ready to outgun you
We are more aggressive and have more firepower at our disposal than you do.


It's too late I already outgunned you
You have already lost this confrontation to me because I had superior weaponry.


You was around, you know the outcome too
You were present during the altercation and are aware of the result, as well.


Let's play, let me show you what game is
I am challenging you to a game, likely referring to a battle or a conflict.


Heartbreak, I'm showing you what pain is
I am causing emotional distress that will teach you what true anguish feels like.


Please, I'm repping the D homeboy
I am proudly representing Detroit, my hometown.


Where your guns, you stepping to me homeboy
You are not carrying any firearms, yet you are attempting to confront me.


Royce 5'9"'s the name, niggas know
My name is Royce 5'9", and people are familiar with me.


And niggas know, dealing with me niggas know
People understand what it's like to engage in interactions with me.


Ayo toots, how you get here, you wanna ride
I am referring to a woman as 'toots' and inquiring about her method of transportation and whether she would like a ride from me.


I got a five in Southside, you wanna drive
I have a car in the Southside of Detroit, and am offering to let her drive it.


Psych, I ain't got no five, you gold digger
I was just joking, there is no car available for her to drive. I accuse her of being a gold digger, or someone who seeks financial gain from others.


You wanna suga-daddy, go get you an old nigga
If she wants a sugar daddy, she should find an older man who is willing to financially support her lifestyle.


I got money, I'm just here to bug you girl
I have money, but I am currently present to annoy or bother her.


You can't get none, but you know I love you girl
Although we are not intimately involved, I still have love for her.


Yo she the one that wanna ride hot whips, huh
This woman desires to ride expensive and desirable cars.


Same one that ain't really got shit, huh
Despite her desires, she does not have significant personal assets or wealth.


She want her hair done, then get her nails done
She values her appearance and wants to improve it by getting her hair and nails professionally done.


Go to Fifth Ave, just to shop for Chanel, huh
She shops at high-end stores such as Chanel, likely for accessories or luxury items.


That little bitch that really ain't got tits, huh
Referring to the same woman, she is diminutive and physically unremarkable.


The fucking slut with her chest enhanced
The woman has enhanced her chest via breast implants, potentially to further her personal or professional goals.


Titty dances to pay for her breasts implants, huh
She uses provocative or sexual performances to garner income used for her breast implants.


Anybody with knives, we got knives too
We have bladed weapons such as knives, just like the other party.


More sharper and ready to out slice you
Our knives are sharpened and we are skilled in using them, potentially outmatching you.


About five dudes deep, who out-size you
There are five of us present, and we are larger than you are in terms of size and stature.


And wanna see insides coming outside you
We want to cause extreme physical harm to you and may do so using our knives.


Get me drunk and I'll drink anything you can think
If I am intoxicated, I do not have any particular preferences about what I am drinking.


What's up Ms. Bitch (yo, what's up with the ring you married?)
I am addressing a woman in a disrespectful manner, and am asking about her marital status and the ring on her finger.


Shit, I'm still mingling, bitch
Despite her marriage, I am still flirting or socializing with her.


I just wanted this ring, this the only finger it fit
I was only interested in the ring she was wearing, and took it because it was the only one that fit me.


What up with you, you married naw, I'm divorced)
I am asking about her marital status, and am clarifying that I am divorced myself.


Of course you are, you little fucking trailer park whore
I insult her, calling her a promiscuous and low-class person who likely resides in a trailer park.


(Trailer, I don't live in no trailer
She clarifies that she does not, in fact, live in a trailer.


I live in a mobilization unit, for your information)
She is correcting me, and explaining that she lives in a type of housing known as a mobilization unit.


Bitch, I got a dick, wanna fuck
I am being aggressive and sexually explicit towards her, expressing a desire to have sexual intercourse.


Hold still, swallow this birth control pill, slut
I am attempting to prevent the possibility of impregnation, and am calling her a promiscuous person in a derogatory fashion.


Before I pump so much cum in your stomach that when I pull out
I am making crude sexual comments, implying that I will ejaculate so much semen that it will have physical effects on her body.


A year-and-a-half old, potty-trained baby falls out
I am suggesting that my ejaculation will be so potent that she may give birth to a toddler who is already potty-trained.


And I ain't staying to pay no child support
I am announcing that I have no intention of financially supporting any potential children resulting from our interaction.


Are you playing? Be a man? Bitch what you saying
I am challenging her to confront me like an adult and to clarify what she is thinking.


You tryin to pull some bullshit while I got one arm free
She is trying to engage in some deceit or trickery while I am momentarily incapacitated.


You want me to make this half-nelson a full
I am threatening to physically restrain her in a wrestling move known as a half-nelson, potentially escalating to a full-nelson.


You Bankhead, up in Detroit we Earl Flynn
I am referencing Bankhead, a neighborhood in Atlanta known for its raucous party scene. I am saying that in Detroit, we party like Errol Flynn, known for his extravagant lifestyle.


Assholes get guns and flashed those
People who are unpleasant or argumentative often carry firearms and display them to intimidate or threaten others.


Never ever go to Detroit, we blast those
I am discouraging people from visiting Detroit for fear of being shot at or being involved in violent situations.


(Hi, my name is)
I am introducing myself to someone new.


Royce, I'm the king
I am proclaiming myself to be a ruler or a person of great importance and influence.


Gimme money, gimme jewels, everything
I am demanding wealth or items of value from my audience.


Ayo, you with the long hair, is it yours
I am referring to a woman with long hair and questioning whether it is naturally grown or a wig.


I guess so, got a receipt paid for
The woman responds that she believes that her hair is in fact naturally grown, and that she paid for it herself.


Got anymore lipstick? I'm sick of red
I am asking if the woman has any more lipstick, as I am tired of the color red.


Get a perm, you nappy head, you chicken head
I am insulting the woman's hair texture and her race, using chicken head as a derogatory term for a Black woman.


I know you ghetto, I ain't trying to take the ghetto out
I am acknowledging her status as someone who may come from a low-income or working-class background, and am not attempting to change that aspect of her identity.


Things about you to tell about, mellow out
There are rumors or stories about this woman that I may share with others, and I advise her to relax or calm down.


I'm the one that be making the clubs say 'what'
I am a person who is well-known for causing excitement, interest, or surprise in nightlife or party settings.


Getting love, and making the club say 'what'
I am receiving admiration or support from others in a club or party setting, likely due to my actions or reputation.


Some of you cats hate on the low and got sick
Some people may secretly dislike me or harbor negative emotions towards me, but are not open about these feelings.


Any songs that's not hits, it's not this
This particular piece of music is always popular and successful, and any other songs that do not reach this level of acclaim are inferior.




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Written by: Marshall Mathers, Ryan Montgomery

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@drdrej8409

Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote

I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote (yeah)
Goodnight, its over with, that's all she wrote

It's stupid how I go in, knowing everybody knowing that
I'm sewing up the game, destroying like they hate me for it
Eventually, see they can't beat and then with me they join
Others sworn under oath or banished, left completely scorned
You tell lies, get caught, nigga, kick rocks
You never did blend in with the big shots
On the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops
I just laugh at nigga wishing they was this hot
Guess they mad at me, huh? Really pissed off
Better that than pissed on
I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones
Catch me in the end zone
High stepping, prime time
Thought you niggas been on
Ain't no blocking my shine
Like my new Air Yeezys, you can see me in the night time
I get rich off living life, you check-to-check reciting rhymes
So call me what you want, wanna hate? Have a nice time
While I get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in its right mind
(Mind, mind)

Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me broke
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote

You're staring straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate
Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
Cupid shot his arrow and missed
Wait, Sarah, you're late, your train left
Mascara and eggs smeared on your face
Night's over goodbye, hoe
I thought that I told you that spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over
Never shoulda came within range of my Rover
Shoulda known I was trouble soon as I rolled up
Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her
To still come back to the crib
Must want me to mess with her mind
Hold up
She mistook me for some high-roller
Well, I won't buy her soda unless it's Rock & Rye Cola
(Faygo's cheaper)
Buy you a bag of Fritos
I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
If you was bleach and I was hair, I wouldn't die for ya
Tryna pull five bucks from me is like tryna pull five molars
You get your eyes swoll' up, I'm on my straight grizzly
So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy bear
Bitch, you're already bi-polar

Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
These bitches knew as soon as they saw me
It's never me they'll get the privilege to know
I roll like a desperado
Now I never know where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Until it's over and that's all she wrote

The credit roll, the curtain close, the movie over with (that's it)
But don't get mad at me
Go blame the chick who wrote this shit
Yeah, life is sure a bitch (bitch)
But she know I'm rich (I'm rich)
That's why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Here I go again
I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in
Pesos, Euros, Yen, ah-ha, I'm paid, never gon' be broke again
See me posted in anything, wearing any chain
Never gon' see me toting anything
All you gon' see is bang
It's so nice where I kick it
Hate you never get to visit
Yeah, I'm on another level
But you niggas still can get it
It's all over 'fore you finish
Sorry, bro, this where we end it
Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business

Yeah, I guess life is a bitch, ain't it, Tip?
And each one thinks they the shit
Shirt off my back? I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
I'm giving these hoes a dose of their own medicine
Let 'em get a good taste of it
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
But in case you didn't
I'mma stick this whole pad full of
Sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
That clock I'm racing it double time it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
That it may take you pricks to catch on
While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
Man, I still say K-Mart's like there's an apostrophe-"S" on it, dawg
And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well, I guess I'm wrong
But if you're gon' tell me that A&W ain't the spot
For the best hot dogs, you can get the "F" on, dawg

And on my throne I remain, all alone in my lane
I'm as strong as the King
They were gone 'fore they came
Now I don't wanna hang, I slap five with them rap guys
They just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that's why

Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote
I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go
But still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Goodnight it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
I said, it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote (yeah)
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she wrote



@MariaStrickland-jo6dh

TI: Favorite time pass by,
Just by case perhaps I stumbled upon a nice guy
Holding stupid paper, eye spy
Girl roommate lagging off, catching up with darkside
Wall to wall dollar tree,
Front door service Walmart parking hidden bling
Filled to the maxed, we talking ice box
Irritated when the cable off
Like my rhythm? Kinda vibing right?
You should know by now I do this all time
E&J Brandy bottles Centracare,
Let the peasant take you pushing by wheelchair
Watch the stunt man mimick steps,
Spend another thousands they just as well
Open door exit- he don't care
Drop by doing Newport soda shopping sprees,
While servant checking debris to clean
Like that new Mop n Glow I put you on,
Outside rain is pouring he walking mud with his booties on



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@sihilius

Haven't listened this in years. It somehow just started playing in my head.

@jabbadaho8563

I’m the exact same and I’m this is my third time playing today

@melo5303

Omg the exact Same thing happened to me some days ago.. it just randomly came to me .. and last time I heard it was at least 9 years ago …

@partypardy

bipolar

@WidmerBR

Same

@0world149

Hi5

@vinicius12740

Essa música é muito boa manooooo não paro nunca de ouvi-la

@Weed-qe1eh

conheço desde quando lançou

@dvmnmvuro6285

Absolute nostalgia even in 2022…

@samsungsung7254

@Furry_ squad ooo

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