Mac Lethal - Eminem & Machine Gun Kelly... Are Dating Now lyrics
[Mac Lethal - Eminem & Machine Gun Kelly... Are Dating Now lyrics]
Yeah dear… dear, Slim
No dear… I wrote you, but you still… mhm
Dear, S– M&
Dear Eminem, it’s Kells
Enough is enough, now you’re
Hurting my feelings, homie
I thought that you promised
That after we patty
You tell the world that you really love me
I’m sorry, I said that your beard is weird
Sorry, I went and called Diddy
But lately, it’s like you will not even
Snuggle me, hug me, or touch me, or kiss me
I’m sorry, MGK
But lately you’ve kind of rude
And if I’m being honest
I just cannot date that kind of dude
You never take me roller skating
Never buy me shoes
All you do was fuck me once
And take me out for Chinese food
And at the table you just
Stare down at your Samsung
I’m sorry that I made fun of
Your man bun, but damn, hun
You used to have me open like a Swiss army
Now you just harm me i hate the Rap Devil
Where’s my prince charming?
Oh, you wanna try to complain that I never
Wanna to take you on a date
Well, last time I tried that shit, homie
You was like 30 minutes late
And you were showing off your cleavage
Flirting with the bartender
Plus, I went through your phone
Why the fuck you installed Tinder –Kells
I read you like an almanac
And eat you like an almond snack
And fuck you at the Ramen
Sack until the condom crack
And I'ma cock the gat
And shoot a hole up in your stocking cap
‘Cause you were sucking Yelawolf’s cock in
A back of a Pontiac
I ain’t cheating with Yela
I’m just cheating with Diddy (bad boy)
And you can say shit about it
‘cause you’ve been sleeping with 50
I thought we battle just for fun
Just for therapy
Why you gotta make that Killshot
Song and embarrass me? –Kells
Oh, Jesus Christ, Kells, you started it
I never wanted part of it
Why is everything a fucking argument?
I don’t wanna argue now
But you never do the dishes
Never take the garbage out–
Mid stop it, Marshall, wow
You really hurt my feelings
I cannot feel joy your smile
I used to be your fucking party kid
A boy that’s wild
But all you do these days is
Hang with your new Joyner pal plus Royce
I heard that he’s your boyfriend now
Look, I probably shouldn’t say this
But it’s worth revealing
But when you said my beard was weird
It hurt my feelings
Would like to apologize, Eminem
Let’s talk about it
Okay, let’s talk about it, by the way
I like your outfit
The leather pants really hug
On to your thighs
That choke chain really brings out
The color of your eyes
I hate it when we fight, Kells
I love that you’re my guy
Let’s kiss and make up, Eminem
Then go get some fries –Kells
No dear… I wrote you, but you still… mhm
Dear, S– M&
Dear Eminem, it’s Kells
Enough is enough, now you’re
Hurting my feelings, homie
I thought that you promised
That after we patty
You tell the world that you really love me
I’m sorry, I said that your beard is weird
Sorry, I went and called Diddy
But lately, it’s like you will not even
Snuggle me, hug me, or touch me, or kiss me
I’m sorry, MGK
But lately you’ve kind of rude
And if I’m being honest
I just cannot date that kind of dude
You never take me roller skating
Never buy me shoes
All you do was fuck me once
And take me out for Chinese food
And at the table you just
Stare down at your Samsung
I’m sorry that I made fun of
Your man bun, but damn, hun
You used to have me open like a Swiss army
Now you just harm me i hate the Rap Devil
Where’s my prince charming?
Oh, you wanna try to complain that I never
Wanna to take you on a date
Well, last time I tried that shit, homie
You was like 30 minutes late
And you were showing off your cleavage
Flirting with the bartender
Plus, I went through your phone
Why the fuck you installed Tinder –Kells
I read you like an almanac
And eat you like an almond snack
And fuck you at the Ramen
Sack until the condom crack
And I'ma cock the gat
And shoot a hole up in your stocking cap
‘Cause you were sucking Yelawolf’s cock in
A back of a Pontiac
I ain’t cheating with Yela
I’m just cheating with Diddy (bad boy)
And you can say shit about it
‘cause you’ve been sleeping with 50
I thought we battle just for fun
Just for therapy
Why you gotta make that Killshot
Song and embarrass me? –Kells
Oh, Jesus Christ, Kells, you started it
I never wanted part of it
Why is everything a fucking argument?
I don’t wanna argue now
But you never do the dishes
Never take the garbage out–
Mid stop it, Marshall, wow
You really hurt my feelings
I cannot feel joy your smile
I used to be your fucking party kid
A boy that’s wild
But all you do these days is
Hang with your new Joyner pal plus Royce
I heard that he’s your boyfriend now
Look, I probably shouldn’t say this
But it’s worth revealing
But when you said my beard was weird
It hurt my feelings
Would like to apologize, Eminem
Let’s talk about it
Okay, let’s talk about it, by the way
I like your outfit
The leather pants really hug
On to your thighs
That choke chain really brings out
The color of your eyes
I hate it when we fight, Kells
I love that you’re my guy
Let’s kiss and make up, Eminem
Then go get some fries –Kells