The Reunion (Album Version|Explicit)

This next song is a true story

(Come here b**ch )

(Aah )

'Cause some things in this universe

Don't make sense but some how

Always seem to f**kin' work

Flyin' down I-75 'bout to hop into 696

I look over this f**kin' chick's tryna fix

Her makeup I'm like "B**ch you ain't a plastic surgeon

I advise ya to put up your visor I'm getting' kyna ticked

You're blocking my side mirror " She's like "Yeah so "

"I'm like "So You gon' need a stitch you keep acting like that ho

I look your husband slut That's a rhetorical question

You talk to me like you talk to him I'll f**k you up

In fact get in the back seat like the rest of my dates

No b**ch rides shotgun 'What taxi '

Stop and pick you some Maxi-Pads up

Is that what you actually asked me "

B**ch reaches over and smacks me

Says I annoy the f**k out her

"Get the f**k in back Put on your slut powder

You slut What Shut the f**k up now-or

Getcha feelings hurt worse than my last chick

When I accidentally butt-dialed her

And she heard me spreading AIDS rumors UH-bout her "

Turn the radio up-louder Make it thump while I bump

That Relapse CD tryna hit every bump in that cunt

'Fore I snap back into act-SHUN

'Cause she kept asking me to quit calling her "cunt"

I said "I cunt "

She said "Marshall You ain't really like that Ohh-oh

You're putting on a show is your mic dead

You're breaking my heart " She said:

"You're breaking my heart "

'Cause you ain't really like that Ohh-oh

You're putting on a show is your mic dead

You're breaking my heart " She said:

"You're breaking my heart "

Uh pull up to club in a Porsche not a Pinto

While Marshall's at a white trash party I'm at drama central

I walk up in there looking at my phone on twitter tweeting:

"I'm feeling a bunch a b**ches " looking at a cheesing

I get approached by this little scheezer

She asked me I am the realest G 'cause I'm Gucci from head to feet

I said "Yeah I'm really is 'Cause I spit in ya man's face

Like Cam did that little kid on Killa Season

She said "I'm feelin' your big ego Wait am I talking wrong "

I said "Naw I'm a walkin' Kanye/Beyonce song "

She said "I'm mad at chu "

I said "Why " She said "Why you never

Make songs with chicks as if it's hard to do "

I said "I make songs for me leave the studio

And go an' f**k the b**ch who go on and make da songs for you "

She said I'm feeling your whole swagger and flow

Can we hook up " I said "Ummm

You just used the word swagger So no "

She said

You ain't really like that Ohh-oh

You're putting on a show is your mic dead

You're breaking my heart " She said:

"You're breaking my heart "

'Cause you ain't really like that Ohh-oh

You're putting on a show is your mic dead

You're breaking my heart " She said:

"You're breaking my heart "

We been riding around in this hatchback 'til I'm f**king hunchback

Where the f**k's this party at slutbag

Cunt Cut what act Think it's act F**k that

I'm tryna shag scuz Better find this loveshack

Or somewhere the f**k-at Ah Don't touch that

You fat dyke I'm trine hear some Bagpipes

From Baghdad Don't act like

You don't like 'em: them accents I rap tight

And Imma torture you 'til we find this place Yeah that's right

I thought it was just past this light just past Van Dyk

Better hit that maplight read them directions Oh yeah

You can't read And you can't write You told me that last night "

She took my CD out the deck snapped in half like

(Crack) "Relapse sucked " I snapped hit the gas like

(Zoom) Blew through the lights spun out hit a patch of black ice

Forgot we had trailer hitched to the back We jack-knifed

B**ch flew out the car I laugh like she deserved it

She didn't think I'd act like

That in person

("Royce Marshall just crashed right in front of the club ")

Verse 4 (Royce Da 5'9"):

Tell 'em I be there in a minute

I'm tryna break up this catfight

Between my mistress and damn wife

Then this chick wanted a hug She was fat

So I gave her dap then I tell 'er to scat

I'm not mean I'm cute

On my way to the front door taken' the scenic route

To avoid this chick with a *lace* looking' like Venus' and Serena's hoofs

I'm saying: them chicks got horse's asses they been attractive

Hope when they see me they don't slap me with them tennis rackets

My mind drifted back to this sh*t I see my wife push her down

(Aagh ) Step over her body then smack the mistress

Police outside I turn and past the gat to Viscious

Then I step out and see my evil twin he gives me an evil grin

(Argh ) He mocks the mistress turns around gives the misses hugs and kisses

Looks at me twisted like Nickel ("Yeah watch this sh*t ")

He smacks the dentures outta the mouth of the fat b**ch

He rode with and looks back to mention:

"Royce it's good to be back to business "

You ain't really like that Ohh-oh

You're putting on a show is your mic dead

You're breaking our hearts " they said:

"You're breaking our hearts "

'Cause you ain't really like that Ohh-oh

You're putting on a show is your mic dead

You're breaking our heart " they said:

"You're breaking our heart "