I Love You, But... Video (MV)

(Damn Dior)
Yeah
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Bitch, I love you, but we can't keep doing this
If I don't got these Percocet's, might end up losing it
Bitch, I love you, but you on some goofy shit
Bitch, I love you, but I don't wan' call you bitch
Wonder why there's always other bitches on my dick
Wonder how I came straight out the trenches and got rich
For you, I call that blitz in
You better not play, my baby, yeah, grab that K, go crazy
Hi, my name the Real Slim Shady

On our way, I'm doing eighty
Yeah, know it's 1-0-80
They be tryna play me, send 'em straight to Grady
They don't wanna do it, but they made me
He act like Patrick Swayze, I'm watchin' the road, I'm Jay Z
Bitch love to smoke, she blaze me
She talk is blasé, blasé, bitch, my way or the highway?
We going and split it five way, I f*ck her in the driveway
We might go f*ck at my place, we might go f*ck at her place
She top me on the e-way, she been fine as f*ck since Myspace
She go to church on Sundays, knew I was gonna f*ck 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 back though, we global, remember 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 coach you, brand new hot tub, I soak you
Wanna get choked? I choke you, talked you right up, I spoke you
Not the type of nigga that you can even really get f*cking close to
Stand off, it's 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 said she wanna dose too
Dolce & Gabbana coach you, CC your purse to hold you
See that last nigga hold you, big backdoor bend and fold you
Dive in my life, be vocal, baby, I'm shiesty, hope you love me still

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 don't wan' call you bitch
Wonder why there's always other bitches on my dick
Wonder how I came straight out the trenches and got rich
For you, I call that blitz in
You better not play, my baby, yeah, grab that K, go crazy
Hi, my name the Real Slim Shady

Who you love, bitch? You my drug, bitch
Let the subs kick, I know you love this
Can't f*ck with no scrub bitch, what's mine is yours, bitch
When you're with me, throw your fours, bitch
Don't cap out, ain't no more, bitch
Stab me in my back, that shit felt like a sword, bitch
Knew that I was coming back, I been on tour and shit
I done been gave that pussy up, let a rookie f*ck
I was cooking up, now the bitch done bit the dust (bit the dust)