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We Made You (Produced By Dr. Dre And Eminem)[Talking]Guess who? Did you miss me? Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus! [Chorus] When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (Clear to me!) You're the one who they adore, who they came to see (Who they came to see!) You're a rockstar (Baby!) Everybody wants you (Everybody wants you) Yeah! Who could really blame you? (Who could really blame you?) We're the ones who made you! [Verse 1] Back by popular demand Now pop a little Zantax or antacid if you can You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand How does it feel: Is it fantastic, is it grand? Well look at all the massive masses in the stands Jada man, no, don't massacre the fans Damn, I think Kim Kardashian's a man She stomped him, just 'cause he asked to put his hands On her massive, gluteus maximus again Squeeze it and squoosh it and pass it to a friend Can he come back as nasty as he can? Yes he can, Cam, don't ask me this again He does not mean to lesbian offend But Lindsay, please come back to seein' men Samantha's a two, you're practically a ten I know you want me girl, in fact I see ya grin Now come in girl! [Chorus] [Verse 2] The enforcer, look at the more women to torture Welcome to the cutest girl and Charlie-horser Sorry Porsche, but what's Ellen DeGeneres Have that I don't? Are you tellin' me tendinous? Well I could be as gentleman and as smooth as a gentleman Give me my Ventolin inhaler and two Xenadrine And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then Nail her, maybe say, "Hello to my little friend" Brit Fickit, K-Phillips, let's cut out the middleman Forget him or you'll end up in the hospital again And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge Look at the them all, the men, girl pay them little attention And little did I mention that Jenniferson Loves with me John Mayer, so sit on the bench Man, I swear them other guys you give 'em an inch They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim [Chorus] [Verse 3] Damn girl, I'm beginning to sprout then Alfalfa Why should I wash my filthy mouth out? You think that's bad, you should hear the rest of my album Never has their been such finesse and nostalgia Man Cash, I don't mean to mess with ya gal but Jessica Alba, put a breast in my mouth, bruh Wowzers! I just made a mess in my trousers And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis Lord help us, he's back and in his pink Alf shirt Lookin' like someone shrinked his outfit I think he's bout to flip, Jessica Rest assured, Superman's here to rescue ya Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm your Blake Matter fact, make me a birthday cake With a sawblade in it to make my jailbreak Baby, I think you just met your soulmate Now break it down, girl! [Chorus] [Bridge] So baby, baby Get down, down, down (Baby!) Get down, down, down (Baby!) Get down, down, down (Baby!) Get down, get down (Baby!) Get down, down, down (Baby!) Get down, down, down (Baby!) Get down, down, down (Baby!) Get down, get down [Talking] Oh Amy! We have never looked so good! I can't wait! I'm going back! Haha! Whoo! Dr. Dre 2020 Yeah! |