Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Made You, artist - Eminem. Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Song language: English
We Made You |
| Guess who? |
| D'you miss me? |
| Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus! |
| When you walked through the door (Woo!) |
| It was clear to me (Clear to me) |
| You’re the one they adore |
| Who they came to see (Who they came to see) |
| You’re a rock star (Baby) (Yeah) |
| Everybody wants you (Everybody wants you) |
| Player, who can really blame you? |
| (Who can really blame you?) |
| We’re the ones who made you |
| Ahem, back by popular demand |
| Now pop a little Zantac for 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 |
| "Shady, 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, then squish it, then pass it to a friend |
| Can he come back as nasty as he can? |
| Yes, he can-can; |
| don't ask me this again |
| He does not mean to lesbian offend |
| But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men |
| Samantha's a 2; |
| you're practically a 10 |
| I know you want me, girl, in fact, I see you grin |
| Now come in, girl |
| When you walked through the door (Woo!) |
| It was clear to me (Clear to me) |
| You’re the one they adore |
| Who they came to see (Who they came to see) |
| You’re a rock star (Baby) |
| Everybody wants you (Everybody wants you) |
| Player, who can really blame you? |
| (Who can really blame you?) |
| We’re the ones who made you |
| The enforcer, looking for more women to torture |
| Walk up to the cutest girl and charley-horse her |
| Sorry, Portia, but what's Ellen DeGeneres |
| Have that I don't? |
| Are you telling me tenderness? |
| Well, I can be as gentle 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, baby, say hello to my little friend! |
| Brit, forget K-Fed, let's cut off the middleman |
| Forget him or you're gonna end up in the hospital again |
| And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge |
| Forget them other men, girl, pay them little attention |
| And little did I mention that Jennifer's in |
| Love 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 |
| When you walked through the door (Woo!) |
| It was clear to me (Clear to me) |
| You’re the one they adore |
| Who they came to see (Who they came to see) |
| You’re a rock star (Baby) |
| Everybody wants you (Everybody wants you) |
| Player, who can really blame you? |
| (Who can really blame you?) |
| We’re the ones who made you |
| And that's why, my love |
| You'll never live without |
| I know you want me, girl |
| 'Cause I can see you checking me out |
| And baby, you know |
| You know you want me too |
| Don't try to deny it, baby |
| I'm the only one for you |
| Damn, girl, I'm beginning to sprout an Alfalfa |
| Why should I wash my filthy mouth out? |
| You think that's bad, you should hear the rest of my album |
| Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia |
| Man, Cash, I don't mean to mess with your gal, but |
| Jessica Alba put her breasts on my mouth (Blup!) |
| Wowzers! |
| I just made a mess in my trousers |
| And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis |
| "Lord, help us, he's back in his pink Alf shirt |
| Looking 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 of fact, bake me a birthday cake |
| With a saw blade in it to make my jailbreak |
| Baby, I think you just met your soulmate |
| Now break it down, girl |
| When you walked through the door (Woo!) |
| It was clear to me (Clear to me) |
| You’re the one they adore |
| Who they came to see (Who they came to see) |
| You’re a rock star (Baby) |
| Everybody wants you (Everybody wants you) |
| Player, who can really blame you? |
| (Who can really blame you?) |
| We’re the ones who made you |
| 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 |
| Oh Amy! |
| Rehab never looked so good! |
| I can't wait, I'm going back |
| Ha-ha, woo! |
| Dr. Dre! |
| 2020! |
| Yeah! |