I Love You, But...

[Intro]
(Damn, Dior)
Yeah
Uh

[Chorus]
Bitch, I love you, but we can't keep doing this
If I don't got these Percocets, might end up losing it
Bitch, I love you, but you on some goofy shit
Bitch, I love you, but I damn near call you bitch
Wonder why it's always other bitches on my dick
Wonder how I came straight out the trenches and got rich
For you, I'll call that blitz in
They better not play, my baby
Yeah, grab that K, go crazy
Hi, my name the real Slim Shady

[Verse 1]
On the way, I'm doing eighty
Yeah, know it's 1-0-80
They be tryna play me
Send 'em straight to Grady
Didn't wanna do it, but they made me
He act like Patrick Swayze
I'm watchin' road, I'm Jay-Z
Bitch love to smoke, she blaze me
She talk, it's blasé, blasé
Bitch, my way or the highway
We go and split it five way
I fuck her in the driveway
We might go fuck at my place
We might go fuck at her place
She top me on the E-way
She been fine as fuck since Myspace
She go to church on Sundays
Knew I was gon' fuck her one day
She know I love the gunplay
Her brother better not come my way
Bitch, you know you really supposed to
Be with Backdoor, you 'posed to
We go backdoor, we global
'Member 4 the one who showed you
They don't love us, bitch, I told you
Tom Ford on my bifocals
Wanna win the game? I'll coach you
Brand new hot tub, I'll soak you
Wanna get choked? I'll choke you
Talked you right up, I spoke you
Not the type of nigga that you can even really get fucking close to
Standoffish like I don't know you
My office, I'll expose you
Don't wanna nut, slow stroke you
I touch her butt, I'm 'posed to
Took one, now I'm on dose two
She say she want a dose too
Dolce & Gabbana, Coach you
CC your purse to hold you
See, that last nigga hoed you
Big Backdoor bend and fold you
Dive in my life, be vocal
Baby, I'm shiesty, hope you love me still

[Chorus]
Bitch, I love you, but we can't keep doing this
If I don't got these Percocets, might end up losing it
Bitch, I love you, but you on some goofy shit
Bitch, I love you, but I damn near call you bitch
Wonder why it's always other bitches on my dick
Wonder how I came straight out the trenches and got rich
For you, I'll call that blitz in
They better not play, my baby
Yeah, grab that K, go crazy
Hi, my name the real Slim Shady

[Verse 2]
Who you love, bitch?
Uh, you my drug, bitch
Let the subs kick
Know you love this
No, you can't fuck with no scrub, bitch, what's mine is yours, bitch
When you're with me, throw your fours, bitch
Don't care 'bout me no more, bitch
Stabbed me in my back, that shit felt like a sword, bitch
Knew that I was coming back, I been on tour and shit
Now that bitch done gave that pussy up, let a rookie fuck
I was cooking up, now the bitch done bit the dust