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Superman LyricsArtist: Eminem
Album: The Eminem Show
You high baby?
Talk to me
You want me to tell you something?
I know what you want to hear
Cuz, I know you want me baby, I think I want you too, I think I love you baby, "I think I love you too"/I'm here to save you girl, come be in Shady's world, I want to grow together, let's let our love unfurl/you know you want me baby, you know I want you too, they call me superman, I'm here to rescue you/I want to save you girl, come be in Shady's world, "Ooooh boy you drive me crazy," Bitch you make me earl...
They call me superman, leap tall hoes in a single bound, I'm single now, got no ring on this finger now/I'd never let another chick bring me down, in a relationship, save it bitch, babysit? You make me sick/Superman ain't savin' shit, girl you can jump on Shady's dick/straight from the hip, cut to the chase, I tell 'em off, like a slut, to her face/ play no games, say no names, ever since I broke up with what's her face/I'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips, bitch why ask? Kiss my dick, get my cash? I'd rather have you whip my ass/Don't put out, I'll put you out. Won't get out, I'll push you out/ Puss blew out, poppin' shit, wouldn't piss on fire to put you out/Am I too nice? Buy you ice? Bitch if you died, I wouldn't buy you life/What you tryin' to be my new wife? What you Mariah? Fly through twice
But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they go. Saturday through Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo/Maybe I'll love you one day, maybe we'll someday grow, till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho
Cus I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman/ I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes, it's no secret, everybody knows/Yeah we fucked, bitch so what, that's about as far as your buddy goes/We'll be friends, I'll call you again, I'll chase you around every bar you attend/ Never know what kind of car I'll be in, we'll see how much you'll be partying then/You don't want that, neither do I, I don't want to flip when I see you with guys/too much pride, between you and I, not a jealous man, but females lie/But I guess that's just what sluts do, how could it ever be just us two?/I'd never love you enough to trust you, we just met and I just fucked you
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First thing you say, "I'm not fazed, I hang around big stars all day/I don't see what the big deal is anyways, you're just plain old Marshall to me"/Oooh yah girl run that game, "Hailie Jade, I love that name, love that tatoo, what's that say? Rot in pieces? Uh, that's great"/First off you don't know Marshall, at all so grow partial, that's ammo for my arsenal, I'll slap you off that barstool/there goes another lawsuit, leave handprints all across you, good Lordy whoadie, you must be gone off that water bottle/you want what you can't have, ooh girl that's too damn bad, don't touch what you can't grab, end up with two backhands/put anthrax on a tampax, and slap you till you can't stand/girl you just blew your chance, don't mean to ruin your plans
A Chorus/B Chorus
B Chorus X2
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