Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Invitation , by - Nick Cannon. Release date: 08.12.2019
Song language: English
The Invitation |
| Check this out, uh, Eminem, whatever your name is, right |
| You know, I don’t never do no talkin', but Nick is family |
| This is your invitation (Hitmaka, th-there he go) |
| To prove to everybody else what you’re about (Go Grizz) |
| Winner takes all (Now it’s on) |
| Eminem’s a bitch |
| Hundreds everywhere now it’s money on the bed |
| I can say I love it, but it’s hard to understand |
| I just want the real, baby, you can have my last |
| You know, if you go out, baby, ain’t no comin' back |
| Ain’t no comin' back, that’s a fact, this the invitation |
| Told Joe to lean back, don’t get hit with this retaliation |
| I fuck with Crack, but the white boy he fuck with crack (Crack) |
| Pills and smack, shit, and he 'bout to relapse |
| Call Kim, somebody get Hailie |
| And that other kid you raisin', that ain’t even your baby (Daddy) |
| Took a page out of Drake book, this might get a Grammy |
| We goin' back to back 'til you respond on the family |
| My baby mama killed you off a decade ago |
| You’re still cryin' about it, bitch, now who really the ho? |
| I called Joe to set you up and you fell for the job |
| Slim won’t show for the video, 'cause he terrified of my squad |
| I heard your chauffeur got a video of you suckin' a cock |
| You paid him off, then laid him off, now who really the opp? |
| Suge called me the new 'Pac, I ain’t no killer but don’t push me |
| How the fuck y’all got me battlin' Elvis Pussly? |
| Nigga |
| Hundreds everywhere now it’s money on the bed |
| I can say I love it, but it’s hard to understand (Yeah) |
| I just want the real, baby, you can have my last (Incredible game) |
| You know, if you go out, baby, ain’t no comin' back |
| This gotta be karma 'cause he’s shit out of luck |
| Eminem the perfect name, 'cause this nigga a nut |
| You used to beef with Nickelodeon Nick |
| He call Hit, and I come with the mop and get on my custodian shit |
| Like bada-boom, dotted beam, llama sing |
| Got spazz, put Eminem in the bag, it’s Halloween |
| This ain’t an 8 Mile battle, man, I’ll do you awful |
| My competition in the target, I think it’s Marshall |
| Holla |
| Hundreds everywhere now it’s money on the bed |
| I can say I love it, but it’s hard to understand (Facts) |
| I just want the real, baby, you can have my last (Incredible, I got it) |
| You know, if you go out, baby, ain’t no comin' back |
| Come on Nick, that’s Marshall, you don’t need help |
| Nigga, you a rider? |
| No safety, fuck a seatbelt |
| What? |
| Is he out of his mind? |
| I got a Glock |
| And don’t Eminem belong on the side of a .9? |
| That’s crazy |
| Man, you act like Nick hurtin' your dreams |
| You an M&M, how you mad a star burst on the scene? |
| (Haha, you get that?) |
| Let me find out you still in that trailer park, this how we do |
| Run up and shoot the trailer, this the preview |
| Clips |
| Hundreds everywhere now it’s money on the bed |
| I can say I love it, but it’s hard to understand |
| I just want the real, baby, you can have my last (I am) |
| You know, if you go out, baby, ain’t no comin' back (Eazy) |
| He ain’t really for the culture |
| Fucked his baby mama in a choker (Choker) |
| Picked her up like a chauffeur (Skrrt) |
| On that Twitter wall like a poster (Ugh) |
| On fonem she’ll get cracked like cocaine mixed with soda |
| When I take her soul, if the bitch die, I’ma still eat her, I’m a vulture |
| Why Mariah name in your mouth? |
| You forty-seven chasin' clout |
| «Obsessed"came out in '08 and you just puttin' some out? (Damn) |
| 'Cause Marshall think he a ape, but a white boy with a backpack |
| I do this shit for my real niggas, not the white boys tryna act black, on God |
| (Eazy) |
| Hundreds everywhere now it’s money on the bed |
| I can say I love it, but it’s hard to understand |
| I just want the real, baby, you can have my last |
| You know, if you go out, baby, ain’t no comin' back |
| It-it-it's time to sick that ol' buster ass, motherfucker |
| But the shit you gotta realize you run that shit out there, man |
| And at the end of the day, you got every person in the industry and every |
| person in the streets |
| Shit, where he gon' go? |
| He just the new Vanilla Ice |
| 'Cause it’s a matter of time before he hangin', right? |
| Eminem’s a bitch for bringin' bullshit up that’s not true |
| Say some shit and then when shit get a little hot, everybody wanna fall back |
| Or they wanna run around with all these police |
| You know, that ain’t part-you're gonna be a rapper |
| Any time you’re a rapper, you shouldn’t have a whole bunch of police badges |
| around you |
| Any time you be a rapper, you’re supposed to be able to meet up with |
| motherfuckers and handle your business |
| But all we gotta do, is get that motherfucker in the ring with you and you’re |
| gonna beat the dogshit out of him |
| That motherfuckin' simple |
| Nick Cannon is a force in it-itself |
| And if you have proper time for conversation, y’all got the same energy for |
| doin' stuff for the people |
| He not scared to do stuff for the people |
| So if this dude want a real target on his back, that’s on him |
| But don’t talk no shit and go and hide |
| And you know what you call a man who ain’t gon' stand up and fight? |
| He’s a bitch |
| We should tell the motherfuckers in Detroit he got twenty-four hours to respond |
| or they need kick his ass out that mothafuckin' city |
| Hahahahaha, haha |
| You have sixty seconds remaining |